Meant, not Meant

Im telling you, we are meant for each other.  You are meant for me.  I am meant for you. It's not denial,  its not unacceptance,  it's intuition.

You are free to go. I am free to live.

My Thoughts

The pain of your absence is difficult to understand. Its a feeling that I still could not comprehend.
I've been lost in thoughts of the separation. Its hard for me, as you put it with indignation.
I still don't understand the reasons why, you said how, you said why you tried
How ridiculous your thoughts were, running, ranting and squirming up there
The upheavals of your mind was more agitating, having episodes so depressing, uncomprehending

Can't believe I stubbornly let me fell in love with someone on mask of hue,
Even if the signs were as clear and as translucent as the sky so blue
Shouting in my mind and in my chest the words you eloquently delivered
That sounded wonderfully to the ears which I dearly and curiously riddled

But regret not, remorse not, I say to myself with affirmation
For you have been part of the story that once has hope even without confirmation
Even you played it so confusingly, this beautiful piece of musicry
Of my life that once was tad void, somewhat null and ineffectual
Now has notes that oh so dramatically drawn which makes it bewilderedly musical

The Remedy

I'm ill. Not physically, but all of the other aspects. You see, I've been a little too much depressed lately, adding the fact that i have no one to talk to - not that i have literally no one - simply put, i don't like talking to anyone about how i feel, what i think of, what i'm worried, sick or care about. the truth is, i haven't told anyone about my real feelings, my thoughts, personal matters, dilemmas, even things that makes me edgy or happy. I'm afraid they might know me more than they should for i don't like it. i just don't like the idea. but it also have it's downsides and i would just have to let everything inside this chest and head of mine to be free so i'd be free. I'm tired of crying myself out of this state. So this is a good way to remedy an ill person. A dose of medicine for myself. Atleast someone anonymous might read this and know.

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