Ghost of my beating heart.

Sometimes I delve into my thoughts like I delve into your brown eyes. 

Listen to my heart beating whose rhythm only spells your name.

The skin on my hand tingles in anticipation as I think about touching you. Holding you.  being embraced like a child.

I close my eyes,  trying to get a hint of your cologne.
Crazy? 
Maybe. 

But it doesn't matter.

I smile. You're here.  

Maybe not physically,  but in a deeper way.  I can feel you. Hell,  I can even see you. 

You're there with me in everything I do. May it be just a chore. I know you enough to imagine you sitting beside me with your legs tucked under you,  commenting on my very move.

Sometimes,  I can't wait to see you.
I grow restless.  But I know that it's worth it.
I sleep peacefully because I'm assured that I'll see you the next day.
It's a sweet kinda love. But it's agonizing too.

Because when you reluctantly leave my side,  the ghost of my beating heart almost runs after you only to be reined by the hope that I'll see you again tomorrow.

Keep dreaming!

What do you know about pain?

You know what happens when a truck hits your side of the car at 150 km/hr?
The victim goes into a shock and it results in immediate cardiac arrest. The hearts stops pumping blood. You don't bleed. Because your organs are failing. All at once. The blood which is being collected in abundance, has nowhere to go, as there are a limited number of passages in our body, which lead out.

So you seep.

You go all pale, your lips turn blue and your eyes turn red because the blood inside you is trying to find a way to come out. This all takes place within a matter of few seconds.
I'm not a Biology student. Still, this is a well known fact.

Now,let me tell you a lesser known fact.

There comes a stage in your life, where it hurts so bad that you don't cry, scream, shout or thrash. You got so much that you seep.
They don't show this stuff in the movies. For, it is too ugly.
You start to seep emotions. Tears. Pain. Because there is no way out. No way to escape the pain.
You just sit there like a mime and seep. The catch?
You don't get to die.

Keep Dreaming!