I listened to everything you had to say.
Your frustrations, whims or complain.
But, when I wanted to say something,
You said, I use too much brain.
There were a few things common between us.
You liked to get wet in the rain.
It worked fine for me as well.
Rain washed away all my stain..(of hearts!)
I wanted to say everything.
But, there was nothing to gain.
It was already too late.
Perhaps, I had missed the train.
I have told you before..(if not directly!)
I am not telling you again.
Now, please do not ask what,
I am not going to explain.
I did not pursue you
It was too much of a strain.
When I saw you for the first time,
It is true, I was already slain.
I knew it would not have happened
It was so plain. And In vain.
You would have trampled my heart
With such disdain!
I still see you sometimes, Passing by
I know you still visit 'that' place often
Maybe, I will come there someday
I just do not know when.
But just so you know.
I am all right. I am sane.
I looked at your photos before.
But today, I refrain
Now, do not show pity on me.
That is entirely my domain.
(Not always), But I can control my grief
I can contain my pain
The chains were too strong. They still are.
It was my curse and bane
I was not very strong. I am still not.
But I will sustain. But THEN...