Sunday, October 20, 2019

My Incomplete Fantasy




Cheers! To the time that left us incomplete. Incomplete within some moments, some memories, some plans and some fears of our story. Yeah! Our story which remained uncelebrated even though we planned it much more beautiful than it could ever occur in reality. And it also never happened may be because I gave up half way and you were too tired to run to me.


Although it's an incomplete story of ours there might be someday when we will face each other time and again. During these surprising moments I might want you to take two step towards me so that the half way incomplete can atleast improvise. But neither of us will be doing so; as these two steps are pointless infront of our egoistic channels and attitudinal barriers on our own. In our story I don't know if you will be the other incomplete half of our story or not yet. I know I will always remain incomplete without you. While I have no clue on how to survive on my own.

Here I prefer to sail the incomplete Half on my part; with a clueless destination to go for. I understand why I need to try atleast to phrase it complete: noone will put their efforts on it as it's my incomplete story not theirs'. Better known to the truth that no matter which way I sail for I know I will still be able to smell your presence there once and many more times in future. We will encounter again and again for times because you are the one l longed for ever since I started having feeling and dreaming. We started our journey from where I started to know myself. Therefore, I eternally want you to drag me so close to you. No, just next to you as there is nothing more important than you in my life. From prayers to pleasures you keep me believe in myself more than I actually do. Dear, dream it was just you; the one I loved and Longed the most for. Dear incomplete fantasy yes, it was you and still it is you in my heart.

You are My Incomplete Fantasy that still has a long way to go as a chapter to be continued...

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