Why? You are far behind the perfection that i long for.
Everytime you're just so near, yet far.
The heart of yours have been drifting to some strange place that i have no notion of.
Somehow, pangs of jealousy just stabbed into me when you talk to some girls.
and i start to dislike myself for feeling that way.

This is silly, i ought to say.
Your sight. nothing else.
Do u call that a blessing in disguise?
But i just demand for that slight improvement of the distances and eye contacts, yet nothing changes, and it ceases that way perpetually.

Just for a short talk and a second of eyes contact, I would jump for sheer joy. Amidst the lingering days...

gosh, its draining out my patience,
and anticipation.
Damn it! could u please take some initiative to talk?!
I knew you noticed exactly what i was trying to convey.
and didnt you try to approach also?
I am not sure whether its my sensitiveness.
BUT i believe in my acute senses.


The thought of you.
No more. Gone.




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Stranded in between work and personal stuff.
Which one to tackle with first?
I am falling...