Happy be Thy world
The world forgetting by the forgotten world;
The failed attempts to remember the need to forget;

Naturally, Eventually, Gradually, Usually, Finally ; Thy Allies will accompany you and end this Abruptly.

For Thy, it may seem simple;

Oh Shameless Crook! Thy have done it before and will do it again and when thy does it -- seems that only the innocence weeps.

I am a Dancer; rehearsing the steps of our unheard song with utmost perfection.
Never will you tap your feet consciously.

I am a Singer; singing the tune of the song I always wanted you to hear.
Never will the melody bring back our memories to you.

I am an Orator; emphasizing and emoting what I feel for you.
Never will you hear your name throughout.

I am a Writer; penning all the unsaid intentions with sincerity.
Never will you see your name at the top.

Because at the end of it all I am Actor;
Nevertheless you taught me how well to pretend!

This time I wouldn't forget him, because I couldn't ever forgive him - for breaking my heart twice.

As deep as the ocean, My rewards for you;
The more I give, the more I have;
As clear as the summer sky, My thoughts for you;
The more I long, the more I fade;
As mighty as the mountains, My prayers for you;
The more I ask, the more I get;

Because our love is one of a kind;
The one that will make you rise like never before; absolute and infinite;
The one that I will never fall from; if so only in your arms

Everyday, in the afternoon,
When the sun and the clouds are in equipoise,
I look up, with shrunken eyes and shadowed forehead,
To see whether you hide in them,
If those shapes could make some sense,
And I find you walking your dog, laughing aloud,
Driving your car and Dancing in the bar,
Working very hard and playing retard,
Hurting my eyes, head and heart;
I look upon the ground,
Tossing a stone as cold as your soul,
Realisation is a fantasy,
Omnipresence is not your genre, but Obsession is mine.

Seated across is a silent affair looking into my eyes; blurring the loud scenery.
An incapable dream, an unimagined union-I whisper.
Then you close your eyes and your soul yells my name.
I cradle your peace back-with a sigh and kiss your thought away.

Because we are an incomplete pair of Romeo and Juliet left alive by the Montagues and the Capulets; killed by the distance of the sun and the moon.