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Glimpse Of The Past

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As the old proverb goes ”You can run from your past all you want but it will follow you for ever and ever and ever”. I was the one who was infected by this disorder. I used to move back and forth in my mind carrying the hues, pain and scars from the past to my present and would also imagine things going back to normal with those lovely days full of love coming back to life.

 

I had tried all the options that my friends & brothers had suggested to forget that GIRL but all was in vain. I was tied to her just like the way, a non disclosed strict treaty is to be followed, you cannot break the bond. The connection the relationship the attachment was as strong as an affinity of two substances combining  with each other. 

 

But she let loose the liaison, broke the vow and kicked me off the cliff of love just to let me fall in the heaven of despair and sadness. I was even unable to realize and see the gleam of happiness for a certain days till my heart perceived that the day has dawned and life was just a nightmare. The days were long, stretched and would move with a snails pace. 

 

My belongings used to remind me of her from time and again.

 

My toothbrush that we both had used while she had forgotten to bring hers.

My pillow, my quilt, my blanket that we shared to sleep at night.

My comb which we used to straighten our hair.

My rooms mirror, in front of which we used to tease each other while dressing up for the party.

My jacket which was worn more by her than i did still has her smell.

My bike which had seen all the scenic beauties as we did while moving around the highways and on the long drives.

My earphones which we shared while listening to romantic songs.

My box of chocolates which was more precious to me than my friends but used to share with her because there was nothing more which i loved than her.

My entire room was like a box filled with her memories.

Although my heart still wants her back but i am not ready for another betrayal yet, so I leave that thought and move ahead.

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