Where would be our meeting point I wonder at times, under the trees while I sit and explore the greenery of the lands. You're the calling of my distant shore, yet when I come near to you; you just tend to move across. You say to me that I no longer care for you, but do you really know how much you mean to me? I would say no. You haven't seen me from the inner quarters of my being.
I don't mean to say that you don't understand me, I only say that you understand me but little bit of an individual self, somewhat secrets of mine, you don't understand. The same I would say in my case, when I can't stand to your expectations.
It doesn't happen everyday that one can give one's heart to a person. It takes months, years to believe in the beauty of someone's dreams of you. It is a journey with one person of the other gender who peeks into your heart completely.
Respect that person and always remember that what you are, what you feel, what you learn; it's because of the presence of that one person in your life. And not many people become that close to you, in your lifetime like that one person, who gives his/her dreams to you.
Gagandeep Singh Vaid