Waiting For My Lady...

I had my head on her lap. She patted gently on my head. Her touch comforting me as it gently made its way on my head.

My sobs and sighs spoke to her in the dead silence. I could listen to a soft whisper telling me “Its all okay...” every time my heart burst out crying its woes out.

There was something about that touch which made me think that everything was “actually” okay.

After a while she bent down to kiss me and the demons of my mind ran away.

My consciousness came to wake me up. She was gone. But in my mind, she was still there. Giving me a little sense of happiness, like a fragrance slowly dying out.

There was realization banging on my mind’s door. Soon, it will be inside.

Things will be the same again….

And I’ll wait for my lady again…


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Sleep is about a rebirth every time you think you’ve died..

Trust your sleep. She will listen to you, everytime..