Isn't it strange that how there are always certain things that become more evident when we voice them, or perhaps, when they fall in retrospective of our situation or condition? For instance, they say that "Time is a great healer." We, however, I feel; probably do not realize its good and bad unless we face it's impact in our lives.
Two days ago, forgetting you seemed like the end of the world. Tears welled up every time I thought how you left mid-way; leaving so many things unsaid and unheard! Almost like stranding the conversation. Well then, was it wrong that I missed you? "You" who weren't my boyfriend, not even a close friend or a confidante even? Is it wrong to miss a random stranger for whom I develop a liking?
Then be it!! Cuz it doesn't work that way and I did miss you. But this too shall pass. Just as the pain has, the happy times spent with you have....this too, shall pass.
What remains is an emptiness. A longing. Of what? you might ask. I fear I know not the answer.. But who knows? Maybe the longing shall pass too! To be replaced by happy thoughts, memories, pain, further expectations and more longing.
And then...that too shall pass!
What remains then?