Few answers left unsaid
“Why do you always stare at
me? Why do you always laugh (blush –in my sense) whenever you see me? What
exactly do you want from me?”
she asked tenderly. Her eyes searching mine for an answer, compelling me to break my silence.
Me? I don’t know. I’ve said that enough through my eyes and told her “one day, I will let you know”. So today, I want to put it in words and I’ll explain it in the most obvious way. I want you. Your attention and your time. It’s not that I’m some crazy psychopath dying to get an eye from you. I’m just a splintered soul who finds his solace in you.
I want to be with you. Either in person or just clung to your thoughts. I want to wake up next to you, to see your serene face shrouded with dim morning sunlight. I want to wake you up every morning differently. I want to giggle around you and to see you giggle with me, to let your laugh echo in my room of silence, sedating my soul, letting me feel vibrant.
I want to cook with you without thinking about our bad cooking skills. I want to sing romantic duets with you while chopping vegetables on our kitchen floor. I want you to make faces on having my delicious food and appreciate my horrible cooking experiments to save me from getting dull.
I want to have a garden full of roses and marigolds to water it with you and then playfully want to get indulge into some water fight against the green grass. I want to see your wet face with perfect jaw line laughing childishly to let my head imagine how charming and cute you must have been in your childhood.
I want to have pets with you. I want you to hold my hands to make me learn how to play with them, how to touch their fur and how to make sounds like them. I want you to entangle your fingers with mine while crossing roads where I can barely open my eyes. I want to go on adventure sports with you. Hiking up the mountains, diving skies, and waters. Hence plunging deep into the ocean of togetherness.
she asked tenderly. Her eyes searching mine for an answer, compelling me to break my silence.
Me? I don’t know. I’ve said that enough through my eyes and told her “one day, I will let you know”. So today, I want to put it in words and I’ll explain it in the most obvious way. I want you. Your attention and your time. It’s not that I’m some crazy psychopath dying to get an eye from you. I’m just a splintered soul who finds his solace in you.
I want to be with you. Either in person or just clung to your thoughts. I want to wake up next to you, to see your serene face shrouded with dim morning sunlight. I want to wake you up every morning differently. I want to giggle around you and to see you giggle with me, to let your laugh echo in my room of silence, sedating my soul, letting me feel vibrant.
I want to cook with you without thinking about our bad cooking skills. I want to sing romantic duets with you while chopping vegetables on our kitchen floor. I want you to make faces on having my delicious food and appreciate my horrible cooking experiments to save me from getting dull.
I want to have a garden full of roses and marigolds to water it with you and then playfully want to get indulge into some water fight against the green grass. I want to see your wet face with perfect jaw line laughing childishly to let my head imagine how charming and cute you must have been in your childhood.
I want to have pets with you. I want you to hold my hands to make me learn how to play with them, how to touch their fur and how to make sounds like them. I want you to entangle your fingers with mine while crossing roads where I can barely open my eyes. I want to go on adventure sports with you. Hiking up the mountains, diving skies, and waters. Hence plunging deep into the ocean of togetherness.
I want to sleep peacefully against your heartbeat, giving rest to the storms of my head if only you know I’m an insomniac with millions of mood swings. I want you to cover me up when I throw blanket in midnight. I want you to rest your head against mine to let me feel your warmth while asleep to fight back each hour of darkness.
I want to explore the world with you. That never meant to go on trips that are beyond our financial potential. I want you to wake me up at midnight to take me on some adventurous road trips to explore the fun we’ve missed while living and running in this phase of our life. I want to drive insanely to scare the hell out of you. To go on long walks in cities of no recognitions and unknown faces.
I want to surprise you on your birthday at 12 when you’re least expecting it to be remembered by me. To see you singing the happy birthday song with me and realize how horrible my croaky voice sounds. To just get cute notes over fridge, desk, and tv saying how annoying I’m and yet how my presence makes you feel alive. I want to have intellectual conversations about love, life and future yet I want to suddenly turn the table towards lame dance numbers. Dancing with you till my feet ache and breathing gets shallow.
I want to unravel secrets you’ve been concealing from this utterly judgemental world just like you asked me yesterday. I want to sit on the rooftop at 2 am with you talking about how life must’ve originated and why death is scary. Admiring stars, the moon, and chattering about galaxies. Foremostly, I would like to get lost in the galaxies of your deep eyes.
I want to watch some over the top emotional movie and end up curling in your lap crying my heart out. I want you to pat my back and tell me how it’s just a movie and my dumb head needs to fathom out the difference. I want you to startle me with bitter truths rather than soothing me with comforting lies.
I want to lend an ear to your pain and smile in your contentment, I just simply want to be with you and to make you feel whole with me till my breaths last. Holding your hands, fighting, reasoning, laughing, blushing staring and living.
I just want to get old with you, that’s all I want………………..
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