Nervous laughs and anxious motions

I could not contain my emotions

You were there

Giving me that stare

At that moment I knew

Every word meant profess love that's true

It seemed a bit strange

At times even derange

Stares not of lust

Which I have accustomed myself to

The twilight set in

Lights lit one by one

People have come and go

Arguments might have drifted us apart

But up to this day I cared no regret

The night I danced with the flickering lights

and caught one of them

That guided me through the night

Photo: City of Lights

I was sure about myself...

Till you said I was confused...

I was sure about my feelings, about us...

Till you said that we're going nowhere

Now I'm having second thoughts...

You keep setting expectations from me

Kept pressuring me with your ideal answers... ideal scenarios...

and whenever I fall short

or you hear something you didn't wanted to hear...

We often find ourselves scrutinizing each other...

You've been vocal about your fears

Fears that each moment you spend with me

You waste another moment of finding a better one...

I know your getting old and you wanted to secure your future

But that doesn't mean you have to discount the fact that I'm young and still figuring out what I want to do with my life...

And if you force me to give you vivid accounts of what will our life be...

I'm sorry I can't... not now...

This is not just another vacation trip we'd be spending for a couple of days...

This is my life...

I won't screw my life by making harsh plans I might not be able to fulfill

I know you have realized a lot of things...

and now that you brought up the issue...

I've realized a lot of things too...

and if you continue forcing me to do things that you want against my will

If you can't understand that...I'm afraid something is wrong about everything..

Flickering

lights

Looming

sights

Paths

meant

to be

wandered

Walls

meant

to be

pondered

In an

endless

journey

bounded

with

endless

faceless

people

Drowning

with

every

step

Gasping

with

every

move

I was meant

to be

lost.

With all

the

misery

cloaking

me

With

every

confusion

seeping

through

I still

somehow

dreamed

to be

found.

and be

saved

by

the

one

whose

meant

to

do.

Photo: Red Rainy and Light