The Conversation.....
Me : I am a mess..I am damaged at times She: I am a mess too I create storms and kill people But they still come.....to sit near me, to float on me Me : I feel broken She : So what? I am continuously breaking.. As we talk...look at that beautiful wave of me And look how mercilessly I will break it into million pieces But I will form again..so will u Me : I miss my Mom She: I was never born out of a Mother..I don't know what it is to be a child Me : I feel lonely She : Ha ha ha ha....Sky is my friend but we never met Me : I want to feel good...want to feel happy She : Come...Walk up to me Let me tickle your toes Let me make love to your pain Me : ( While walking back drenched ) When do I get to see you again? She : I don't move places...you do! I will be right here... I know...It wouldn't be too long It's a crazy world out there They will send you back soon ;)