Memories to live for

"I wonder, if we were nocturnal would we feel more connected to those far away stars, perhaps sensing the fragility of earth all the more? I have always felt that this is closer to the truth of who we are."

"Are we closer to the truth of who we are or are we closer of be vulnerable? As much this time is intimate as it is laden with fear - fear that what if this moment is only a beautiful fantasy when time stood still and does not hold in thaw of time."

"This is real. Do not try and possess the moment or fear that it won't last. Our moments have always existed and will always exist, for us and within us, if not again between us. Moment is when we loose ourselves in it - when it is made sacred for just the two human beings who exist in them."

"The reality is not pristine and that's why I do not want to look up to the reality. Because if I look up, I may find myself at the mercy of questioning eyes, pleading, begging to know what am I doing. And I am not at liberty to say because I simply do not know why I fall for you."

"Explanations are futile and reasons are earthly. Every night I go to bed seeking answer to what if tomorrow I meet someone who do not have fear of loosing and knows how to melt beyond the mundane reality. And I wondered would that be a safe harbor to live in? What if I spend my whole life waiting to be held within him? I have never wanted any form of eternity until I discovered you."

"The moments we share are not real, our conversations are no more taking birth out of experiencing the natural moments. We have moved on from our initial feelings. I wish we could wind back the hands of time and return there."

"The day I acknowledged you, I didn't sleep that entire night and kept thinking is this real? I time traveled in past looking for the answer and I found myself. None of us are in possession of our feelings, it is ephemeral but thoughts beneath are perennial as it is embodied in memories that build one. And as long as we belong to our thoughts, space and time will not matter for it will be boundless, eternal."

"Have you heard about persuasion? My revelation of my feelings are my persuasion to get you to know who I am. I don't want to spend my life in the daily dread of a day when we find that only the strands of nostalgia is keeping us together but we are actually far apart."

"We never belonged to one another for love has no possession. Neither we were two halves, for our love made us whole. Yet your love was my salvation and I believe mine was yours. And it healed me granting the strength for me to be, who I was born to be. But your blemishes in our existence of today with tomorrow's nightmares both astound and haunt me in times when I am all by myself. This is an enigma as I feel an unthinkable desire to surrender."

He asked me - "This is incredible, you remember everything she wrote to you in all these years. Why do you then want those writings back from her?"

I said - "She never wrote anything. She just rested her head on my shoulders during our time together and kept speaking. But she always wanted a blissful evocation of time we spent together and I gave words to her. They are not hers and she is capable to live the life she has got. And for me they are memories which would never fade away with time and will resonate like her giggles that are more delicate than wind-chimes and just as chaotic, just as melodic."