Till Death Do Us Apart….

His memory followed me even when he moved on
It was after me even though I had pushed him away
It was tracing my footsteps through the barren lands
It was sneaking up on me from behind trees and rocks in those forests
It was lurking out at the most ungodly hours in the snow-capped mountain peaks
It was chasing me to the sand dunes; it waited near the oasis to quench his thirst
He was hunting me down like a deer caught in headlights
He was pursuing me through the deep dark caves under the Earth
He was tracking me down to the waterfalls of Niagara
He was walking down to my trail and reaching out to me as I break down, not letting me rise
He wanted me to be back, his memory not letting me find a hideaway
He wanted me somehow, his reminiscence making me trip every time I move on
His words coming back from the past to haunt me
His touch still spreading its arms, ambushing me unawares
I sat there and cried, wailed, shouted, threw stones at him, asking him to leave me alone. The wind blowing hard on my face, chilling me to the bone. My hair was scattered all around me as I gathered some loose strands and tucked them behind my ear. I Heard him then. His voice howled with the wind right in my ear as I closed my eyes. It was like he is sitting next to me, startled I opened my eyes and saw him, he was sitting right in front of me.
He just smiled, held my hand, looked into my eyes, and told me “I won’t leave you, I am here for life. You have left me, but I won’t leave you. My memory will chase you to the ends of this Earth. I will live inside you till the end of Time. You can’t hide from me; I will never let go. You know why? Because I live in each breath you take, I survive in your thoughts; I feed on your soul, I drink the blood of your heart, I get stronger with each tear you shed. I am here for a lifetime, remember the promise” he said with an ashen face as I looked transfixed into those mystical eyes.
“Yes”, I told him. I remember it; I remember the promise “we will live in each other, we will never be apart, nothing separates us but death”….. I said that to his memory as he smiled and vanished into a puff of smoke, drifting with fog. I buried my face in my knees, wrapping my hands around me, wanting to feel safe and secure, and repeated those words “nothing separates us but death, nothing separates us but death, nothing separates us but death”.
I removed the blades I wore in around my neck and held one to my wrist. My hands trembled, my breath caught in my throat, my heart beating hard like a drum, my mouth went dry and throat parched. His voice came in my ear “Do it”. I closed my eyes, steeled my heart, stopped breathing and drew the blade across my wrist. The blood splashed across the floor. The pain seared through me, scourging my being. And I saw you, your face in the blood that pooled around me. With every drop that flowed you drained from my body. It was getting quieter, peaceful, sleepy. What a relief to have exorcised you from my soul. I smiled in contentment before all thoughts left me and I slept in the lap of my free soul. Unburdened of the promise we made, I kept it, baby, I kept my promise love. Nothing separates us but Death.

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You, Me, Us, Love…..

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Love is trying not to Disturb but ending up by spending all day with him/her
It is Childish

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Love is not wantitng to hang up the Phone
It is Random

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Love is the kiss before you sleep and after you wake up
It is Excitement

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Love is the Sweet Nothings never told or said
It is Stupid

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Love is Perfection in Imperfection
It is Acknowledgement

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Love is missing him/her as soon as he/she leaves
It is Nostalgic

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Love is passing by that open door because it’s not Time yet
It is Tolerance

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Love is touching him/her from the top of head to tip of toe
It is Not having Inhibition

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Love is never having to say “let’s make love” as you already know what he/she wants
It is Awareness

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Love is chucking things at him/her when you are angry on Self
It is Venting

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Love is knowing just what to say to turn a ordinary moment into mad laughter
It is Fun

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Love is fearlessly saying “No” when you know what you want Precisely
It is Freedom

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Love is not talking to each other and wanting him/her to talk first
It is Ego

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Love is when you buy a blue Tshirt for him/her and he/she wears it even though he/she hates Blue
It is Pampering

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Love is crying rivers because he/she couldn’t make it for your Birthday
It is Hurtful

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Love is saying “Don’t you dare stop”
It is Craving

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Love is the Trail of clothes you both made from Frontdoor to Bedroom
It is Desperation

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Love if finding him/her the Prettiest or Handsomest
It is Focus

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Love is knowing its late but ignoring the Clock
It is Recklessness

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Love is wrapping your arms around him/her on the Bike on open road
It is Boldness

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Love is staying up to watch him/her Sleep
It is Tenderness

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Love is waking up to wake up from a dream of him/her and find him/her in your arms
It is Wistfulness

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Love is having his/her razor next to your toothbrush
It is Adaptation

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Love is both of you taking up just one third of a king size bed
It is Closeness

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Love is exchanging house keys
It is Trust

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Love is Dressing in the same mirror and blushing as you both look perfect together
It is Reflection

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Love is letting him/her eat your French Fries
It is Sacrifice

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Love is when you feel a little taller whenever he/her is praised
It is Proud

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Love is Giving him/her a head massage when you both have headache
It is Selfless

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Love is sniffing each other’s Perfume and Cologne
It is Longing

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Love is being tired of Kissing and Hugging but still doing it cause you just can’t stop
It is Compulsion

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Love is watching him/her as they dress
It is Tease

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Love is enjoying the Silence together
It is Companionship

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Love is wanting him/her to say your name over and over
It is Satisfaction

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Love is telling each other “it’s all over” but knowing it can never be over and done
It is Powerful

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Love is checking the salt in the dish and then keeping aside the larger portion for him/her
It is Surrender

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Love is when you cry seeing him/her hurt and bleed
It is Painful

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Love is fantasising of him/her in all Movies, Novels and Songs
It is Desire

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Love is seeing him/her sick, down and low but kissing him/her more
It is Undying

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Love is giving a standing Ovation when he/she performed drastically bad
It is Encouragement

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Love is when she sips Coffee from his mug even though she hates Coffee
It is Sharing

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Love is hugging him/her even when he/she is all dirty and sweaty and smelly
It is Insanity
image.jpegLove is quietly doing his/her chores without letting him/her know
It is Caring
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Love is being Home

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