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A heart's desire
The sky holds a beautiful content , but seriously does it hold a beautiful content in its inner soul?
We all are fantasised by everything's outer cover. Before going into depth, we are misjudged by it's outer cover. A smiling face makes others say how much happy he or she is. But barely anyone puts into try to know the actual face of them. Life is always a bed of roses. But sometimes the thorns of our life poke us so much that many cannot overcome that. Sometimes some situations effect so much that to get rid of that problem becomes very difficult. Starting over , forgetting the past , moving on we all say to others, but sometimes a point cliched where it will again be reminicised. Some nights are like this only where something pricked your overthinking mind and you start to get a mood of depression. But is this a depression for me or something which my inner soul wants and she is not getting it? No, it's not about physical desires , but a wish to listen his voice, a wish to see him and feel the touch of his hands.
Deep conversations with you is my everyday wish. I know you are busy in something else but just a wish . It has been days since I last texted you after 12 a.m" Will I call you?" Or receive a text " when you are free call me". Time changes, some practices also change. A late night call makes us fall asleep. Without a call something we lack. That night seems to be void. But here it's long since late night calls are just a part of the month . It's not a complain but it's just a heart's desire.
We all are fantasised by everything's outer cover. Before going into depth, we are misjudged by it's outer cover. A smiling face makes others say how much happy he or she is. But barely anyone puts into try to know the actual face of them. Life is always a bed of roses. But sometimes the thorns of our life poke us so much that many cannot overcome that. Sometimes some situations effect so much that to get rid of that problem becomes very difficult. Starting over , forgetting the past , moving on we all say to others, but sometimes a point cliched where it will again be reminicised. Some nights are like this only where something pricked your overthinking mind and you start to get a mood of depression. But is this a depression for me or something which my inner soul wants and she is not getting it? No, it's not about physical desires , but a wish to listen his voice, a wish to see him and feel the touch of his hands.
Deep conversations with you is my everyday wish. I know you are busy in something else but just a wish . It has been days since I last texted you after 12 a.m" Will I call you?" Or receive a text " when you are free call me". Time changes, some practices also change. A late night call makes us fall asleep. Without a call something we lack. That night seems to be void. But here it's long since late night calls are just a part of the month . It's not a complain but it's just a heart's desire.
