Naked Thoughts By N.

Sunflowers will always wait for the rays from the sun. They cherish the hours they have together. When dusk arrives, she’ll patiently wait for his rays till dawn. When it rains, she’ll catch him another day. Darling, you’ll forever be my sun, and I’ll be patient till your rays shine again.

There are 2 types of people in the world. Dreamers and realists. But what realists don't understand is that dreamers lay a foundation for what they want their reality to look like. And by putting in a little effort, those dreamers live those dreams.

As if it was the last couple of minutes of a sunset. The bright hues that were once so saturated had lost its colours. That is how it feels right now. The sun that once drowned the clouds in the most beautiful tints suddenly disappeared over the horizon, leaving the moon all alone in the darkness.

Did you like the look on her face when you churned her guts as her eyes rolled back? I mean of course you did, otherwise it wouldn't have  been a redundant occurrence.

When we are all confined within 4 walls and the details of her life you dare recite while I sit anchored in, wishing I could dwindle away. In your eyes, no harm done, but in hers they dither, into you. Even I felt it. Dare tell me again that my thoughts come without reason. I affirm that my feelings are entitled and that is certain. Dare look me in the eyes and tell me her feelings are unfounded, because if that was told, you would become a renowned teller of lies in my eyes.

The dusk likes to haunt me. He made friends with the voice in my head. They exchange secrets and all I can do is eavesdrop. They like to talk about me, I can't defend myself or do a single thing about it. All I can do is listen and digest. It's been 5 years, since they started their late night banters, and a girl can only listen and brush it off her shoulders for so long, until she starts to believe in all the words she's been told.

I used to think I knew what love was. It felt like sipping cold white wine on a summer day. Little did I know, I was blindfolded the whole time and each sip I took was sugar coated poison.

In the midst of where the world was caving down around us. You brought fresh flowers and made everything around me blossom. You keep me warm in the cold and you make sure the air around me was breathable. For that I’m thankful

‘The problem is, I will always put you before me, and that should not be how it goes, and yet, I still find myself planning out my days just so I could catch you on the other side even if it just for awhile. No, I should not let that be a priority, maybe it’s really time for me to put myself first. Never be vulnerable again, rebuild that wall and strengthen that armour, flip my switch. That’s my problem, I became soft, I never learn. It’s time.’