just to write...

It came upon me to just sit and write,

The ideas flowed but the imagination stalled.

Never will I know it it may happen or not,

but It seems impossible without your thoughts.

As every minute goes by, the yearning heart grows fonder,

The anticipation is high but the results zero.

Like the full Moon of morning that glows,
it was a sign of romance and warmth.

The silent heart has started to feel and cherish every details,
and yet courage is faraway to deal with situations.

The weary heart has started to console,
once again to tear and moan.

The strong self has gave way to weak feelings of attention and comfort,
only to show which Mask is on.

At times I wonder if the eyes of "YOU" could see these changes,

but again I wonder if you'll ever do.

It's the imagination of the "Chemistry" shared that will never be the same,

The awkward silence and broken sentences which never went far.

These weren't mere moments but clips of memories which went through a journey,

and now awaits if ever one day something might happen to change.

Till then,

It will be the same as it is now..