Conversations of me...

I just want to be in love.

8:20pm The Mocking Spirit

I want to be loved.

I want to be in a committed relationship.

I want to be kissed.

I want to sms an I love you to someone at night

8:21pm The Mocking Spirit

Well.

Life is a mess that its supposed to be.

8:22pm The Mocking Spirit

You know. It is really sad that we don't love the person who loves you.

Wouldn't it have made things a lot easier?

8:25pm The Mocking Spirit

And sometimes when you keep looking for it, it does not come to you.

It teases you.

8:25pm The Mocking Spirit

Its only when you stop searching that you find it staring right into your eyes.

8:26pm The Mocking Spirit

Its a shame, it isn't easy.

A letter to you...

I love you, more than anything in this world. But things are not turning to the way thats good.

I don't know if you love me enough. I want to believe that you do. Why is that you can't make up your mind? Why is it that for once, you say those three words to me first without being prodded or pushed into saying it. I feel the need to move on. But don't know if I ever can. I feel like I'll always be connected to you.
I sometimes see myself growing older with you. Sitting on the rocking chair, listening to you talk about things. It seems like a sweet feeling. Only pungently sweeter now.

A million promises unmade jingle, unceremoniously.
A thousand hopes do raise, adding one more line on the wall,
I made a mistake, I said sorry...
He, who doesn't care, sits there expressionless as usual.
His silence seems to overshadow my inner chaos.




Was flipping through my old journal... found these lines written across, think I haven't published them yet.