The night has just begun and my daily routine too.
It's midnight and I am lying on my bed, untangling the earphones.
I maximise the sound of the song but it's still too low against your memories. Your memories scream in my ears every night. Just when I am about to sleep, they sprint towards me and take me far from my dreamland, they take me to the land of realities which both of us used to share.
I turn around on my bed, again and again, but every trick of mine goes in vain. I try to change my mood just like I change the songs, so frequently. But, when your memories slowly mix up with the lyrics of the song, they start to act like aged wine, something which isn't great for the body but is more like an obsession which I just can’t let go.
A couple of hours has passed and I am still changing sides on my bed. I jump to your playlist. I play the songs you recommended me and sent me. I open WhatsApp, unblock you. Your eyes still act like a trap,the innocence in them are enough to tickle my senses, again.
Your eyes start complaining. It seems you are pretty mad on me cause I blocked you, your eyes clearly state that. I stare at your face, your hairs, so smooth, your lips, so tender and your smile, as innocent as an infant.
You must be asleep by now, or are you waiting for me to unblock you. I don't know what's going on in your mind but I hope a part of me would also be lingering in some corner of your mind.
I block you again, just to make you believe that I have stopped caring. I should have texted you again but then it would have been more hard for me to let you go. Maybe, you will again fall for me and I am not ready to afford that.
It's almost dawn and the birds have started chirping. I keep my phone aside, your playlist still on a loop and I fall asleep.
Only until the next night. I'll meet you again and maybe just on one night, you would also be waiting for me on the other side and we will fall in love again.
This time, Forever.
Shared by Md Asif Raza