as i move through

Years have passed since that day. But my heart takes no notice of time. It keeps turning back the pages, Rewinding the same old song. You didn't turn back, I guess. But at least, you know who I am. May be you don't remember my name, But at least you know I was there. Your heart has swapped places multiple times. I've lost track of how much I've lost. Your vows to stay through thick and thin, Vanished just like the footprints on the beach. A little hope still remains ad-mist the doubts, that a little love is still left; even if it's just a spark... I'm still waiting for the chains to break, For the walls to fall and for the sky to clear....

That perfect shade of hazel brown... Elegant than the azure ocean.. It's a mirror to my soul, a window for my world. They glisten and glow... like the bright guiding star, leading me to where I belong, shaping me into what I am to be. The sheltering shine in them, ensuring me of brace. The sensational warmth, captivating all my certitude. Yes, they are your eyes that I trust, for they don't betray like your words; nor can they be faked as your smile. Your eyes, I trust. Your eyes, I believe.

I thought I had known you long enough, To know who you are and the ways you’d choose. To know what you’d do at times as such. To know how you’d handle things like these. But it still is hard so see you with her. To see you with the one who cheated on you. With the one who couldn't see you as I do. It still hurts, somewhere deep inside, somewhere. I have seen you walk in the rain; On the same lane that we walked upon. Now you walk the same avenue with her. In the rain with her, with the one who betrayed. You deserve someone far better than me. I know that, I believe that. But not with the one who doesn't count you. Not with the one with a pretty face and a masked heart. I might not have the right to guide you through. I might not be supposed to see you like this. What else am I to see instead of the road ahead of me? What else am I to do when you dragged me into the dark? Who matters? The one you like or the one who loves you? ...