Deep, Complex, Inscrutable

You are the sweet morning song that plays in my head every morning when I wake up. You are a dream come true and I cannot begin to express in words how happy I feel to have found you and have you in my life. You have always been there for me no matter what, and at the end of each and every tiring day, it is you whom I want to come back home to.

When did I fall so deeply in your spell? I cannot fix the time or the spot or the look or the words which laid the foundation.

The way you make me smile simply makes me remember what you said nights before. It makes me look forward to mornings and evenings so I can have a valid excuse to text you to let you know you’re in my mind, the way you take over my thoughts at any given moment and place, the way you give me the appetite to live every day to the fullest, the way you make me look forward to tomorrow hoping each day that passes is a day closer to me seeing you.

I love it when you ask questions and when you make understanding a prerequisite to living. It makes me feel I matter. People are often too caught up in their own pride that they often ignore the fact that knowing and understanding is half the joy of living.

I love it when you kid me, It reminds me that it is quite simple to feel how life can be so light, that it is quite simple to make someone else smile or make myself smile. Grand gestures aren’t necessary, just the sincerity to give someone a moment of your lifetime.

I have realized that I have never told you enough how happy you make me. I usually tell you how scared I am of the possibility of losing you that it undermines the fact that the happiness you are making me feel right now, is enough for me to go through a lifetime.

My thoughts are like the ocean. From the shore they look calm and peaceful, but in honest truth, it’s a deep, dark, and vicious place.

I am beleaguered by an infinite longing for someone remotely distant.

Like You and I

House Lizard

My mind is a magical place. It can bring to life even the most hopeless, unavailing, and impossible scenarios.

I tried flinching from your gaze only to catch you still looking at me, and your stare, allusive and enchanting as the stars and galaxies in the sky, dragged my once discolored soul to a descent of vibrant palette.

You asked, “Are you already bored of me?” I wanted to answer you with, “No”, not because that’s the right thing to say but because if I replied with “Yes”, you would think I was, not even knowing that yes means, “I’m-doing-this-all-putting-up-with-this-shit-is-tiring-and-boring-honest-to-goodness-and-it-takes-someone-who-really-loves-you-move-heaven-and-earth-to-even-get-this-honest-close.” But then I realized, you hate complexities

I have my own fair share of death-defying poisons and survived through it all but you are the one poison I'd stay uncured for, all my life.