When I sit to pen down my thoughts,
I remember a series of endless knots.
Why can’t I pull back the time?
And say ‘Yes!’ those moments were all mine.
Happy time passes like a train rushing,
Turning me cold on sensing sorrow and my heartbeats start crushing.
And I wonder why? A minute seems like a year without him?
And suddenly the lights around are turning so dim.
Feeling alone in a massive crowd,
Reflecting back on those moments and inside crying aloud.
Pondering! How can life be so disastrous on separation?
But now I realize, ‘separation is nothing but termination.’
Missing isn't the problem, it's wondering if they'll ever come back or not,
And ‘Goodbyes’ always hurt whether it's the right thing to do or not.
Though companionship's gives one high height,
Helps in Shining like a huge star up there so bright.
But it’s after it that one realizes his own importance,
And that loving yourself is sheer brilliance.
It’s then that you don’t mind, becoming a shooting star,
Because you’d made your wish come true and learnt to let him go far.
As fulfilling one’s wish in life gives content,
And a feeling of ecstasy to an illimitable extent.
P.S. :Stephenie Meyer in New Moon said “Sometimes you have to learn to love what's good for you” But I say “Love yourself first and everything else will start falling into line…”