WHY DO I WAIT
It's not in my ability to fathom the mystery of my love for her. At first I don't understand why I love her and following that I don't comprehend why her love has made me a captive.
Had it been some other day, I would have left by now but today I'm here waiting, knowing not how long I'll have to wait. When the wait is over, it'll be just a few hours, but still I'm waiting. Just to exchange a few words before I leave, just to get one more glance, just to adore her beauty one more time, just to hold her hands once more. I'm the surface these seem to be normal emotions, but from the inside they seem to be the most powerful forces I've ever felt. A force that can make me wait. A force that can make me move out of my comfort zone so gladly. A force that can help me fill my void that has been deserted for so many years. A force that helps me keep going even when palpitations disturb me, even when I feel I can bear no more. At dark times it gives me hope and I endure the pain I once thought to be unbearable.
To be near her, I could exchange everything that I have. I could put myself through years of agony just to spend a few seconds with her. Princy, Princy, Princy. Though these words hardly depart from my lips and travel in the air around me, they are always reverberating in my head, in my heart and in my breath.
Princy, Princy, Princy. Only if you could touch my heart and feel my pain, you could have eased the pain that's been stirring up within me. Princy, oh dear Princy! How on earth could I turn back and make you mine forever! How on earth could I bestow all the love and care that your heart desired! What on earth could I exchange to keep you by my side!
These are stupid imaginations aren't they? It's a curse to have a surge of emotions countered by a rational mind. If I were purely emotional, I could have left everyone else behind just to be with you. And if I had a purely rational mind, full of understanding of the consequences of our actions; I would have buried these feelings deep inside of me where they would eventually die within me. But I'm neither fully rational nor fully emotional, both parts of me work together putting me in a deep indecision, making my suffering grow stronger. But somewhere in me I feel like I want to suffer just to get the dose of those moments that give the greatest joy of my life and to be true it's worth exchanging this pain for that beautiful feeling of being with you.
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