I would contemplate you from afar, we have been leading our own perspectives. How I yearned for you to have a glimpse of what I think.
A stranger you have been, life is short to lose good fortune. Good fortune of pure feelings, how I wished it was you. My might spoke my heart, yes it has not been enough to resolve the maze to your heart.
Encounters are numerous, entourage is always undefined. Short lived joy. Powerful enough to constantly remind me how graceful free flowing conversations would have been.
How long we will live is unknown, I wish we could have been each other’s someone. Someone insanely addicted to ignite the ignored.
Author Soovan Sharma Dookhoo