Night Came...

And its night... falling darkness... 
how strange this darkness is.. it wraps around everything no matter how much brighter was that thing in day... it just realized me one thing that nothing lasts forever. either its an event or a person.. it have to go at a specific time.. 
and so happened with you. you stayed for the time you meant to..and then you left.. leaving me in the state of amaze.. am still not sure that you are no more in my life..
I still believe that you will come from somewhere and say that you were angry with me that's why you were not contacting me.. 
you know I never come to know about the depth of my love till the hour of separation.. till the moment of murder of my love. 
I confess I use to think that whatever if you will go I can live without you.. but now I confess after only one incomplete day that I couldn't be able to live without you. 

Long ago I met you and fell in love. But you vanishes unwillingly, without warning, without even telling me my fault. I wait for you. Each moment that I wait feel like a year,an eternity. Though each moment I can see infinite moments lined up, waiting. Why you are gone where I cant follow ??
A dream you once were..
A dream of all my realities..
A dream I can no long strive for..
In the wake of my manly betrayals...

From now onward should I hate my best dream, should I  hate my best memory of life because it had proved that people could fake love, or love could end and worst of all Love was not powerful enough to change you and to make you mine. 
Will I ever be able to get over it.. ?? 
Everyone keeps telling me that time heals all wounds, but no one can tell what I'm supposed to do right now. Right now I cant sleep, I cant eat. Right now I still hear your voices and sense your presence even though I know you are not here. Right now all I seem to do is cry. I know all about time and wounds healing but even I had all the time in the world, I still don't know what to do with all this hurt right now.. 
And right now my mind just said to me.. Why don't I just pretend that you dropped dead ? and I can't call or write to a dead man. Put a couple of candles in front of your pictures, say a few words of blessings and just get over it... 
 But what should I do with this crazy heart.. who still wants you.. who still know that you are somewhere and happy. Who always wanted you to be happy. Who always want to love you. who always want to wait for you until the hairs turn grey, skin become wrinkled, back hunched, and eyes turned black... but whenever you will come I will recognize you...