Your 'Take Care'

Those were the days,

When we used to exchange "Take Care"

Heartfelt 'take cares'

Today I came to know that our warm silence of those days has become biting...

Hey girl,

I know it's hard to be a girl who loves one-sided but being a boy it's harder...

The fragrance of your sweet texts is now stuck in my nostrils 

It's hard to forget you but your retention is harder

I know you look at my movements today and keep yourself caged in self-made high walls of ego, pride, age and richness surrounding you, neither you tell me that my words touch you nor you creep to my eyes for your thirst...

Those days were a tick long now I live a lot of life at once but can't find you in any of these

You know I write every day sometimes on paper sometimes on those walls in hope that you will hear these scratches and listen by the other side but my pen is fragile and yes your ears too small...

You did what you loved, I did what I liked yet we both do know that we were driven by random mortal thoughts that covered our eyes that we couldn't see the today we are living with...

It was not that you were a girl and me a boy; it was that I was your ink and you, my paper, we both were just alive but together we lived...

I just wait for your heartfelt "Take Care" nothing else, not you, not your face, not your smile

Because those words when you said contained you whole