Unfinished

Sitting all by my self,
in a corner of this pretty spacious room,
Lights gone out,
With cigarette in one hand and a bottle of liquor in the other,
You once again managed to picture yourself in my mind.
Is it normal?
Is breakup a part of relationship?

Your eyes are way too seductive.
But the way you walk past me now, is unbearable.
You are not the one, whom I felt in love with.
Is something troubling you?
Have I ever contributed in giving you any kind of pain?
Why don’t you want to talk to me anymore?
But you can’t dump me, either.

The day when I first walked up to you,
you too seemed excited.
Those moments we spent together walking by the bridge,
In a cool and settling breeze,
The way you used to lay on the couch,
Don’t you think I’m gonna miss your presence?
But it seems as this hardly makes any difference to you.
Is it?

I can’t believe I had once prioritized you over my very own self.
Was an amateur mistake I guess.
This silence is my epicedium.
See,
I’m lying restlessly,
craving for you to come back and just talk to me once.

I want one chance,
So that I can clear all the dirt on your heart,
to which I might have contributed in accumulating.
I’ll submit myself to you completely.
You can do whatever you please.
One chance isn’t too much on you, I guess.
But its everything to me.
You can take the complete ownership of me.
At most, I’ll be betrayed once again?
It hardly matters now.
But I want one chance.
Maybe everything will be back to track once again.
The way I wanted.
The way we wanted.

Are these misunderstandings,
bold enough to take over our love?
Or perhaps, our love is weak.
Either way,
We’ll have to loose each other.
Or probably it’ll be me,
who’ll loose you?

35 thoughts on “Unfinished

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  1. Asking for a chance just once more,
    An attempt yet again
    Even at the sake of my sanity .
    This is the exact feeling I got when I read this post, don’t knw whether it is the state of ur mind currently.
    The hangover of a broken relationship can last for some while. Few have the luxury of taking drinks and certain other intoxication to forget things at least for the time being as a temporary relief from the heart ache while the other takes it all in raw form without the help of any intoxication, just weeping in silence in the dark ness. A very good expressive post Shreya.

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    1. Hahaa, hey, this forms a haiku. Only one more word in second line. Better work it out.πŸ˜‚
      And that’s probably the climax.
      And its not at all the current state of my mind. Hahaa, its way too depressing for me to tolerate.πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚
      I’m really flattered by your praises. Thank you so much for reading, Anna!

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  2. It’s painful and yet so beautiful! ❀❀❀❀ may be one chance isn’t much but sometimes we fail to realise that. We blame the person or may be it’s us to blame!
    P.s. u r 14????????? Oh my!!!! Such a masterpiece at such a young age??????? Girl, you are talented, my girl! All my love and wishes are with you sweetheart. Just keep penning down your wonderful thoughts and never let go of it! 😍😍😍😍😍

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      1. Nothing is too much to say Honey. ❀❀❀❀❀
        And you’re welcome always!
        P.s. call me Moni. I am Manidipa. You can actually call me either. Charisma is just my blog name (a believer in miraclesπŸ˜‰πŸ˜‰πŸ˜‰πŸ˜‰)

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  3. Shreya, you are too emotional and very romantic! Do you believe that it is from the abundance of the heart that the mouth speaketh? Babe, words have extreme power! Let’s(you) be mildly depressed in our imaginations!
    You are a sweet little soul!!!

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    1. Hey! My writings are just a mere fiction and I’m not lying.
      And why to be depressed even in our imagination? hahaa. I know I’m being hypocrite but I guess you are getting what I want to say.
      Eh?

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