Innocence blown off..

Sometimes it’s just important for me to call your name through the hollows, the gaps and into that vast space.

I find myself aghast in the middle of all lost and all regained senses. I despair to find you in every little things that I have as a memory of yours.

Am I getting lost in the turmoil that surrounds me or am I just regaining myself in everything I did? I fail to explain since I am an exorbitant person and I never walk in the mid path of life.

Loving someone and hating someone is like the opposite face of a coin. But what creates more of the confusion when there is a bit of hate in love and a bit of love in hate. Though both may sound the same but the meaning of it drift apart from all I have.

I have loosened all my ropes to free you from the strangled pain. As I gain momentum again, I find myself gazing back again to those little memories when I was nothing was raining down the fields that soothes my heart when the heat is teasing every cell of my brain and my soul.

Kindness drifted into harshness and solitude to loneliness. As I stood beyond that salty water, I was drenched in the anguish pain of growing up suddenly. The maturity was oblivious and innocence was obvious. But the pre maturity rode on the surreal complexities of life.

And here I stand today, leaving and unleashing the innocence that had previously preoccupied the giant part of my brain.