When stories are short

The shorter the stories are the easier it is for me.
To remember
To recite
To pretend
that you are listening..
To look away for a while
and still pretend
that you are listening..

Which Universe?

It's funny how you can recognize the level of maturity that has come into my voice.

I am closer to the universe now. Which universe you ask? Well, the one that never existed before! 

Don't remind me again...

Nothing changes in six years.

Six years is a long period isn't it?

Why did I think maybe you might have learned how to open up a bit!? I am usually silly like that. You know!

But nothing has changed. You made me feel just the same way I always felt when I am with you.

I poured out you to like it was raining after years. Blah blah blah and blah... Don't you smirk!

And you? You just remained the same idiot I left six years back. You had to remind me that didn't you?

Winter

Yes, it is cold.
It is our favorite season.
But I have a cold heart.
I will say that
I don't miss you.

A glass of wine...

....could do so many things. But why did it make me kiss you?

Be(ing) nice

Only thing left to do is be nice. As nice as possible. And then I will forget I had complaints. And you will forget I existed.

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Sometimes I want to climb up a mountain and shout at the top of my lungs "YOU-GET-OUT-OF-MY-LIFE!!!"