from the diaries of Tanvi:
I stop in my tracks. I try to find some support. I stop whatever I am doing. Each and every incident, from the first day that u confessed the million feelings you had locked inside your heart since a long time , starts to play on (the film of) my mind. The innocence in your eyes at every word you said, the happiness coming out in bursts with the words that came out of your mouth appear so vividly to me that reality blurs. I lose track of time.
The first shivers that ran through my spine when you took out the Rose with mischievous smile, the first time you took me in your arms and kissed me in the dark, the first time you held my arm as we walked along the beach, all the times from then that you never left it, the times we made fool of each other in front of all by staring for too long, the flying kisses that missed the targets, the silly messages and night long calls,the code words we created,the traces that we deleted - all these roll one after the other.I gape into nothingness looking at all these in my mind's eye.
I stop in my tracks. I try to find some support. I stop whatever I am doing. Each and every incident, from the first day that u confessed the million feelings you had locked inside your heart since a long time , starts to play on (the film of) my mind. The innocence in your eyes at every word you said, the happiness coming out in bursts with the words that came out of your mouth appear so vividly to me that reality blurs. I lose track of time.
The first shivers that ran through my spine when you took out the Rose with mischievous smile, the first time you took me in your arms and kissed me in the dark, the first time you held my arm as we walked along the beach, all the times from then that you never left it, the times we made fool of each other in front of all by staring for too long, the flying kisses that missed the targets, the silly messages and night long calls,the code words we created,the traces that we deleted - all these roll one after the other.I gape into nothingness looking at all these in my mind's eye.
Comes atlast the moment, me breaking the promise, like a hungry predator waiting behind bushes to pound on it's prey. All the memories melt and flow out as tears. My hands don't even dare to touch them leave aside wiping them. I let them dry on my face. Disappointed at myself I walk away. This repeats every time you come to my mind.
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