Meet You at Montauk

She stood there staring at the abyss of darkness of darkness that lay in front of her. The stains on her face gave her tears away, the tears she was trying so hard to contain, she tried so hard to hide. But now she wasn’t able to contain them anymore.

Though it was her decision to call it quits, then why was she having so much difficulty in coming to terms with a decision she made? Why was it so difficult to accept it and move on? After all what use is love of you had to work to sustain it, and love didn’t come easy?

A part of her told her this was the right thing to do as things weren’t quite working out, no matter how hard they had tried, and they had tried. 

But then there was a part of her that longed for him. That longed for his touch, to feel him, to hear him, to have his arm wrapped around her, protectively. 

All this was not possible, no matter how hard and desperately she wanted him. She spoke at length with him and trying to reason out why they should be together. But no matter what she said she couldn’t convince him, he was right in not wanting to get back together, cause they had given their relationship their bestest, and it didn’t work. They were two different people, and it was really hard to overcome this differences. So it was best to go their own way and put an end to being touch, as it would only bring them more pain.

She couldn’t bring herself to curse his nam, cause he had never given her any reasons to do so. He was kind and tender and loving soul, always respectful towards. Her only complaint being is that he could never understand her.

Although her friends keep telling her that life would go on, time would her get over him, but she couldn’t help herself and think of him, wondering if her was thinking of her too, I he was missing her as much as she missed him.

How she wished she could do a Clementine and wipe out them from her memory. Thinking of him brought her pain and she had come to a point where she felt she couldn’t take the pain any longer. But this memories that she had of them was something she treasured.

How she wished she could just close her eyes and never wake up, let nature take its course, cause she could never get herself to do it.

She felt she had hit the lowest point in the relationship, the lowest point of her life. Now the only way was picking herself back up. She had no intention of digging herself into the ground. 

So she wiped of her tears, and went to bathroom to wash her away the ones that had stained her face. She needed to pick herself up and move on. Pick up the pieces of her broken heart and mend it and he’s.

As she was washed her face, she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She had always been strong and beautiful and kind. She stared into her beautiful piercings eyes wondering if she would ever see him again, would she ever fall in love again?

As she slowly wiped her face, she whispered , “Goodbye my Love, till we meet again. Till see you in Montauk!”

Mr Speedy Gonsalves

They called him Mr Speedy Gonsalves, cause lived and breathed SPEED. Speed was what he craved for, speed was what he lived for. It was a way of life for him. Slowing down wasn’t an option. He believed it was a dog-eat-dog world, and if you needed to stay ahead of the rat race, speed was what he needed.

He wouldn’t have his life any other way, till one day he had no option but to slow down.

He felt like his life had suddenly some to a halt,like when one jams a break to avoid running into a wall, but you nevertheless run into it, abs it leaves you shattered and broken.

This was exactly how he felt. He felt like his world was crumbling around him. He felt he couldn’t live if he didn’t have his speed.

The feeling of going slow was new for him, was unknown to him, was repulsive to him. He couldn’t fathom how one could be slow. But then he had no choice but to be slow for his beloved speed had dumped him.

At first he found the going difficult, he found going tough, he found going next to impossible. But like all creature he had to learn to adapt or be prepared to perish, and perishing into nothing was unacceptable to him.  So had no no option but to slow down

As he slowed down his life, he learned that although he lived his life, he never truly lived his life. There were so many things he missed out, there were so many things he didn’t get to experience, all because he was he wanted to stay ahead of the race, all because he was addicted to speed (not the drug), he had a need for speed.

So he took to being slow, slowly getting used to it, slowly understanding he didn’t always need speed, he didn’t always need to be fast. He realised when you take it nice and slow your really get to experience life, you really get to live it the way it was intended to be.

So now he’s no longer known as Mr Speedy Gonsalves, but is known by his new moniker, Me Nice and Easy.

The Man who Everyone Adore

There once lived a man

Who everyone simply adore

Who lived an adorable life

In an adorable house

With an adorable dog

He had friends

Who he simply adored

But what he didn’t have

Was that special someone

Who he could love and adore 

Of relationship, he had a few

But heartbreaks a plenty he knew

All ending up in heartaches

And while they all said they adored him

They all wanted to change him

Making him make an effort to be

Something other than the adorable he

Till one day he realised 

He needn’t have to change 

He needn’t have to settle 

For someone else’s name

He just needed to be clear

What he truly wanted 

And though it may take time

And many a kisses 

He would find the one 

Who he would adore 

Who would adore him unconditionally 

But he realised 

He was barking up the wrong tree

Playing on the wrong team

So he kissed a thousand frogs 

Till he found he who he could adore

And who adored him just as he

So they lived together 

In their own adorable world

In their little adorable house

With their adorable little 

An adorable family of their own

You’ve got to SPEAK OUT… let it ALL OUT

You’ve got to SPEAK OUT

And let it all out

All that plagues you from within

All that eats you from within

That threatens to 

Corrode you

Rust you 

Burn you

Consume you

Threatening to choke the life out of you

All your hurts and fears

What irks you

What makes you uncomfortable 

What threatens your sanity

What worries you

What stresses you

What tried to press and compress you

You’ve got to SPEAK OUT

And let all out

To let others know how you feel

To let others know how they impact you

Their actions,words and thoughts

Threaten to shatter you

Intentional or unintentional 

They’ll never know

Till you tell them so

And till then you’ll let them torment you

Let them occupy your mind

Taking up the space

That shouldn’t be meant for them

In the very first place

You’ve got to SPEAK OUT

And let it all out

To let yourself be heard

To let yourself be healed

To let yourself grow stronger

And live at love and peace from within

When the Romance has Gone

What do you do

When the romance is over

And the love has gone

When your heart breaks to pieces

Leaving you wonder what went wrong

You tear and lament

You mourn and berate

You feel guilt of failure

Weighing your heart down

You close your eyes

Hoping to stop the flood

Hoping that the pain 

From the pieces of your heart

Would just go away

You could sleep forever 

Never to wake again

You are left wondering

If you are the reason to blame

But realise that’s it’s no one to blame

Cause people don’t always 

Remain the same

And change is the only constant 

The name of the game

It’s better to put an end

Than drag it on

Cause it’s difficult to flog a horse

After it’s dead dead and gone

So rather than allow it take a toll

And turn unhealthy and toxic 

It’s better to let go

No matter how hard it may seem

So what do you do

When the romance has ended

And the love has gone

You try to mend your broken heart

Heal and move on

Cause life goes on