I am used to the back-stab.I am used to the lies spoken to me. I am used to feel lonely. I am used to wait fro a new beginning.
But I am NOT used to shed tears.
We, Teenagers, fall in love, get betrayed, cry a million tears and then go back to our usual state. Then again, we carry out the same mistakes again and again till our hearts gets tired to the word called "Love". Ain't it?
We complicate, We compromise, We suffer yet we crave. Love being the biggest curse in my life took the 80% of my peace of mind. Yet I feel I need someone. Oh Jesus! How fickle I am! There is a peculiar thing about my sun sign that says:
The most mystical of the signs and the Pisces girl is aware that an Invisible world, as a girl she can often feel over-burdened of the restrictions and responsibilities of the practical realities of the life.
The moment I saw this, I smiled back at me. How true this works for me!
One part of me still tries to convince me that "Prince riding on white horse won't come" ever, but the other part still awaits. I am always fighting and justifying with myself.
From the piles of questions and answers, from the piles of ambiguity and tolerance I search myself, I seek myself and I reform myself. How difficult a journey it is when there is nobody to travel with you, when nobody is there to hold you when you fall and how equally ironic it is when someone is there always for you and you never recognize him. How unjustifiable I am! The search continues ...
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