Quagmire
‘I wish I’d spent more time with you’
I keep on thinking about what you said to me. Even tonight I fail to believe you could have done any more than you already did. I told you so.
I, on the other hand, would not trade anything, not even a moment, even in exchange of more. The future does give a better perspective of things in the past. Every thing we did, everything we said, everything we didn’t say, has a justified reason somewhere, however, small, minute it may sound, the fact is-it was just.
At times, even your return does only qualify for redemption. Redemption of things which you thought went ugly, correction of facts which otherwise shouldn’t have existed, more time, more attention, more pleasure. And wouldn’t the ‘more’ lead to ‘much’ pain? On whose side, has never been the argument between us.
The whole process of erasing and rewriting seems to be taking place. Washing away the old names only to be written in a different handwriting; why do we forget that waves of time would anyhow swallow them! They’d be gone, again, forever.
The fact is we would never change. Only you and me will!
nice to see ou writing again… thanks!!!
you never know…… never say never..
you write well.honest.
i love the last line (and the whole post before that)
last line is WOW!
loved the last line
Hi, where have you been. I think you have written something after quite sometime….keep writing
@ all
Thanks.
@ reema
Yeah, been long time… thank you
i somehow like this entirely novel point of view.. and the last line is so many confessions put into one, for me..beautiful post gypsy..
aww… I am glad you found the song
. It’s definitely a good one!
Thanks Wildflower
Yeah Raaji, I did… and i love it!!