FATHOMS

When I feel the cold breeze across my face
I wonder if, on yours, it left a trace
‘Coz I feel your touch in the breeze
Wonder with what force, my soul, you seize.

Forgive me,
No matter what I do,
I can never stop loving you.

In the first showers of the rain,
I lay bare all my pain.
To kill thoughts which never leave me at ease,
And forever live on our memories.

Forgive me,
No matter what I do,
I can never stop loving you.

And when I see the golden sky,
I know for sure my heart wont lie.
My eyes relish the setting sun between the palms,
While an aching heart longs to be in your arms.

Forgive me,
No matter what I do,
I can never stop loving you.

How once you looked like everybody,
And now everybody looks like you.
The harder I try to forget you,
The more I fall in love with you.

Forgive me,
No matter what I do,
I can never stop loving you.

I wouldn’t ask you how, I wouldn’t ask you why,
I wouldn’t ask you to give us a second try.
For I know our love is and forever will be true,
For it is in your darkest times that my love for you will brew.

Forgive me,
No matter what I do,
I can never stop loving you.

Life feels empty without you,
I badly want to hear that you love me too
But you have decided to leave,
But this will forever be my belief,

Forgive me,
No matter what I do,
I can never stop loving you.

The poems incomplete…. And I don’t think I can complete it. Just a feel of how life will be without ‘my life’….
Ok cheer up people…no sob sobs allowed here!(and yes everythings fine!..lolz!)
Just reminded of something my mom told me a few days back…
No one around has the capability to hurt you….and I want remember this always!!!

Ahem Ahem....

*clears her throat and wipes the sweat off her forehead*

Hello.
Now that you have gotten in to my blog...YOU have chosen to read what comes. You will read it at your own risk. My writings may range from anything that is highly irritating to highly romantic. Sometimes there is no content, no reason to actually write, nothing worth spending time your time on. I have never believed in presenting to others what I write. May be I am to shy. May be I don’t want to be too conspicuous about my feelings. But well…. I do write. Write for people. Write about people. But seldom let people see it. I feel…umm…may be a little uncomfortable. This is my first try. I am still writing for myself….to myself. I might be glad if you read, but I really won’t mind if no one does! I don’t expect many to! But yes…. I shall still write!