Silence tells a Story

You my Dear, may mistake my silence as neglecting you, dismissing you from my mind and completely forgetting you. Yet it is this Silence that waters the seeds of Feelings buried herein, it is this Silence that nourishes the dreams aspired and it is this Silence that shall blossom flowers of sweet fragrance. For this Silence is fertile with Hope.

Now You my Dear, may hold me contempt, accusing me for being the architect of my own silence - this Silence, thereby ending our much enjoyed "non-silent" times. You are right... but to an extent. I lighted a candle to keep everyone in Light, but that burnt my whole house. Its not naivety and foolishness. But a brave act of courage, expecting what the consequences maybe. And I have Hope things will work for best, for I have Faith. [I shall explain why I lighted the candle in a later post]

And You my Dear, may say I was pretending to be something I am not, my actions didn't meet somethings I have said (when i am not mute to you),  and empty promises were made. Yet I say, I am me then and now, not changed and never had I pretended to be something I am not. And point to me a promise I have made, and I will explain to you that it is still not broken.

And You my Dear, may say You are no dear to me, cause you have no feel for me. Yet, how can you not be dear when even in this Silence my mind never cease to think of you  and when there is a sweetness in every tear dropped while thinking of you.

So you My Dear, you will say, just let go.. But I already have. But in letting go also i have Hope - one day we will be together. That one day may well be in Heaven!

Our paths have crossed once in the bottom, it has crisscrossed midway, and it may cross again to join us at the top. Like the figure 8, you are the S and I am the mirror image , brought together by Hand of Fate!