Yugantar Writes

Let me be clear, if you fall in love with me like the way I have fell for you, I would make sure I destroy every part of you. I would not leave any part well. I don't say they would be cold as the wind blows but would definitely want me every time. It will begin normally with great good morning and loving good night texts - and I will remind you how much your texts makes me smile. I will always stay on top list, remind you of my existence even if I am not around or busy with my guitar with nil balance on my cell. I would make you listen my stories and poems. You would hear my thumb rattling through guitar and my creepy voice over it. And when you will listen to any songs with guitar, I promise you would remember that. We would go on walks. I would hold your hand tight and tighter, intertwine our fingers and caress the back of your palm with my thumb, and your palm with my pinky. I'll imprint my hand marks on your hand, and if someone else holds your hand, just the way I

You're not a lot of things. Though, You're not the blood in my arteries, You're not the map to home, You're not my favourite summer, You're not my faded denims, But You're my amigo, You're my disparity. You're my friend, You're not all of things, But you're the light in these corridors, You're the shadow in dim light, You're the two teaspoons of sugar in my cappuccino, You're the ink on my journal, You're the dried rose on my table, You're the air in me, You're my poem, you're my song. You're not a lot of things, but the most heartbreaking of them all, You're not mine.