And My Heart Echoed
My fingers were itching to let go, to let them dive into the pool of the keys on my keyboard. It’s been a long time, since I wrote apiece. There are infinite reasons for this but the main reason is that my inspiration, my muse, the one who constantly nudged me to propel myself into the realms of writing was no longer around. She had dispersed somewhere with someone. Maybe the dreams that this “someone” had shown her were more boisterous than mine. Maybe he painted her another sky or just maybe, she was tired of those elusive dreams that I had shown her. Either way, the common remainder was me.It’s been a couple of months now ; I feel sober, not love drunk like I was before. But, I will surely miss her presence. She was a natural aphrodisiac, her presence made me ecstatic. No, not in a vulgar way but in the same way as ones lover makes him/her feel. And now, all her thoughts just disparage at me. Few might call me a glib liar but now that she is really gone, I have nothing left to hide and no one to fear.
To begin with, she never really was mine; right from the start. It was just me, my feelings and my dreams. Though there was a time, when we did have something but I never really cared to give it that much attention.
So, here I am baring myself, accepting what I should have ages ago, immaculately. The present self does feel like an old friend who was ousted, long ago. The songs have now started to tickle my senses, the lyrics drilling a hole in my hard-shelled head. I am still waiting for that day when my thoughts will be my own and not of her. I am waiting on the day.
My soul is now mine for the taking, though still a part of it wants to crawl back to her, jump over the walls that she built between us, pierce through the confusions and reach those little strands of paradise, which once, we had shared.
“You were the one I saw coming and now I’m just confused who it really was and now I’m at the crossroads wondering which way to go and I have tried to run before and now I’m not running anymore.”
NOTE – Before someone draws some conclusion, the title is not plagiarized. Loved that book, so morphed the heading. :P :P :P
