Time to Time...

Time is a funny thing, isn’t it? I am a firm believer that everything comes to you at the right time and I think that is the only thing that keeps my head held up high and my heart safe. If I never knew about this ‘right time’, I never would have understood why some events took place in my life, why things that broke my heart also gave me a nudge that I needed to move forward. I read so many quotes about how time heals everything. I think that’s not true. In a sense? Yes. I think as time passes, many things in your life lead you to be the stronger person with a tough heart that has its doors locked and windows slightly opened. As time passes, everything just makes sense and even though, it doesn’t end the pain, it sure does help you to numb it.

The following poem is called ‘Time to Time’. It’s about how I, even though I know I shouldn’t, still think about him. like he’s a place I can’t escape, a book that doesn’t end or a poem that is so beautifully complex that I have reread it over again a million times, just to understand the meaning. The thing is, I don’t regret it. I like to have him in my mind every time and to look for his face in the crowd, I like to be the only who loves him where he has no idea of it. It hurts to know that he can’t read my eyes, everything that they are trying to say. But as time passed, I learned to live with it, time numbed the hurt, the heartache of someone who is not loved back by the person they adore the most. I still have hopes of calling him mine but I’m not hanging onto that thin thread that was dangling over the edge. My heart is back to its senses, it's back in its safe place.

I just hope he understands that only for him, I kept the windows slightly open, I hope he knows even though I am tired of showing too many signs, his smile still makes my heart feel golden…

 

Time to Time

 

Time to time I think about the reasons

Why I always hoped and still do…

For your heart to let me in

And to give me a chance of loving you.

 

Time to time I pray

Keeping you in my mind,

Wishing you lots of happiness

And wishing our stars to align.

 

Time to time I think of us

And the things that tell me to let you go,

The doubts of what-ifs

Still haunt me, down to my soul.

 

Time to time I thank myself

For not listening to my hearts desires,

For it expected the love from you

That’s hidden somewhere, wrapped inside the barbed wire.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Burning Soul.

Not a single heart is meant to stay broken forever. Broken hearts are just another reason why we go in search of love or why we don't go for searching at all. I say, you should go. You have to put yourself out there because you have to find love for no one else but you. The thing is, when your heart is shattered into pieces, when the pain is unbearable.. You always find a way. A way to get yourself out of that misery, a way to make your heart stronger, a way to be new version of you. You build your walls higher than before. One brick at a time and those bricks represent all those tears your eyes lost, all those heart aches and everything that made you feel lost in the first place. But no matter how high you build your walls, there is always that one person which can make those walls disappear just after looking in your eyes. And trust me, you wouldn't think twice to let it all fall down to the ground... Even if he is the reason why you had your guards up. Because he, my darling...
Read more

Two Different Worlds...

Two Different Worlds. We live in two different worlds,  Miles and miles away from each other.  Looking at the same moon,  But under different time, different weather.  Do you ever think of a place? That lives in the deepest part of your mind...  A place that has been reserved For you and the one, you are yet to find? Million questions like these I tell the moon to ask you for me.  Still every night, it comes with no answers Says you never gave it a chance to speak.  I wonder what  You must be telling the moon.  Will you tell me those things When I'll meet you? Will I ask you the same questions That I do every night? Or will I just let them find the answers on their own,  And drown in your ocean green eyes? 
Read more

Him...

You know everyone has their moment of weakness... Where they feel their heart breaking.. Where all voices around them just disappear and the voice inside keeps getting higher. Screaming and fighting for something that's not worth those tears, those protests.. I remember the time I had one of those moments.. At that time, I wasn't crying nor I was angry.. I was hurt, I was numb. I guess, I was naive. Some truths are better left unsaid. Because even if telling those to someone will make you feel relieved.. There still are some chances that the person whom you told all your truths, your secrets can backfire you. And lies... Well, who doesn't lie? Even me, right now telling you all this stuff.. I know I'm hiding something big behind each and every small word. And only I am able to figure it out.. No one else. Alright, so back to my hurtful yet memorable moment, I think at that time I was lost within myself, I was scared to accept the reality... I assume I was just afraid ...
Read more