i used to write for myself before i found "her"... (these words, again, are intended to be scribbled with a lingering touch of loneliness) ..have got used to writing for her now!
...its a new feeling, a new world for me...("new?!?!").. and i enjoy it.. the memories, rather replays of the moments i have lived earlier...it make for a fantastic feeling to live them again in day dreams and reveries...
but during those moment of reality, where i didn't have the support of the knowledge that "after all the bad days are over", the feeling wasn't as good....
u remember all those turbulent times not letting you live happily?!, and...a dream being relegated back into a more distant dream... those windy city nights of nervous self conflicts, of course happy ones too...those cycle rides to yet again act upon the decision u had failed to act upon innumerable number of times...those cold, numb and exciting mornings for yet another look, rather yet JUST another look...
you have come a long way...may be you have just lived.. and now you WANT to live...not by default but by choice...
not for vaguness but... for HER!
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