Last day alive

If there ever comes a day that they ask me to count my breaths, i am going to spend that day alone writing to everyone i have ever known, what they mean to me, what they did to me, and how thankful i am to have them in my life. I believe, no matter how many places i go, how many nights i spend high, at the sea shores, there is nothing better than a hand in my hand on that one terrible night! 

People made me who i am !

They say, do something worth writing or write something worth reading,

So i wrote, i wrote for you !

Because the truth is that you think you have forever, but you don’t, you never do


People have told me all this time that there is more to life than just a dream,And no matter how far i fly away from my trance,

I know what i am looking for in the sea,

Gravity ! Is stronger than i’d ever be

The Cinderella story

tick tock, tick tock

and the clock struck 12.

soft blushy cheeks and dreamy eyes! 

turned her hair to his face and grabbed her bag of lies.

she ran, she ran away,

every memory of her ran with her but a piece of glass chose to stay.

standing there, he thought “magic?” isn’t she?

grabbed her shoe and her blurred memory.

will he find her? will he live his life of glory?

the perfect fit and there she is, the perfect end to a perfect story.


‘you’ll get over him’ she said.                                                                                                               ‘in a lifetime’ i replied.

i remember, how much she believed in us. i remember the ceasless tries she made to make me believe that he might be in love with me too. but i was scared, even though i believed her. well i waned to believe her. what stopped me, was the truth, the reality, which she was totally unaware of.

‘reality?’                                                                                                                                                ‘hmm.. well, for now, look at the sun. the sun is kissing the horizon and its rays drowning out what’s left of daylight,it makes you forget about all the pain you’ve been bottling inside. because in the moment.. your eyes have lost its ability to think, your lungs have forgotten how to breathe, and you realize that the world is much bigger than any heartache you feel. the sun sets an hour later now and i try to catch it all the time. i keep hoping he might come back and watch it with me.’

‘well, back to that day.. did u say? that you were in love with him?’                                                    “yeah! practically yes” i said.                                                                                                              ‘and what did you say?’

i didn’t want to fall in love with you” i said.                                                                                           he took a step closer. “if it makes you feel any better, you put up a very impressive fight.”

day: 89