love and words

surely we’ve all been in love. daydreams and love songs, all part of the routine. have you ever loved someone that you find something new about yourself? suddenly you find your passion, all because of him/ her

funny , me too..

never in my life had i imagined to be as prone as i am now to words and writing, and suddenly every little thing in life became special. every little detail of my day would be interpreted to words and most of them would be about you. i remember at the end of every day, beautiful words would flow at the tip of my pen, arrangement of rhymed lines and stanza. i found myself . i found a writer within the time loving you. and during those times, it was all i could think of.

i grew out of you

it was beyond my expectations, life was all about me. and as happy as i am with the life i had now, i couldn’t stop my mind from the thoughts of the things i’ve lost. not only i’ve lost you, i lost the writer in me. the person who couldn’t stop expressing in words. as i screeched the pen to the paper, nothing came out except for weird doodles and stained ink, representing my mind. how much of a change you bring to me. how much of a change love can do, and at the end, we shall not build ourselves in the mists of a borrowed heart for it will be demanded back as a part of theirs.