Destiny

Destiny

A Story by Soyeb
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Just me sleep talking ;)

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As I lie in my bed I come upon a million thoughts.
Its 2 in the morning.
Should be sleeping peacefully with eyes closed
Yet I am here. I wonder why.

Slowly your memories come in my head.
The way you talk with me.
The way I am made to feel.
Full of guilt.

Heart withdrawn from all pleasure.
Commitless. No desire.
Just lying in my bed. Thinking about you.

Are you happy is what I ask myself about you.
The answer being yes.
That gives me strength.
To stay away from you.

Soon you won't see me.
I won't be found anywhere.
Just like my heart.
It disappeared once and yet to return.

You won't miss me.
You wont call me.
You won't text me.
You would never see me.

The heart filled with endless passion has disappeared.
The heart filled with endless desire has disappeared.
The heart filled with love has disappeared.
Just like that You and I will be history.

I think of you and me walking hand to hand in the windy days. Your hair flicking all around. Your smile so bright so beautiful. Your soft hands so delicate. Your eyes are one in a billion. Every movement so beautifully amazing in its own individual way. Your worth is not measured by money. Your worth is infinite. Everything you desire.

When I see you walking along the beach, my heart begins rumning. Endlessly. Hopelessly. Just so in love with you. When hearts connect. Its finally at peace.

I wonder. If ever will we experience anything ever like it. The moments. The feelings. The desires. The love. Everything we felt. I wonder what this beautiful life has in plan. What is the desitny? What is my destiny.

Is it worth it
Do I continue
Do I feel happy.

But its in my destiny.
Endless sacrifices.

© 2015 Soyeb


Author's Note

Soyeb
This waz just totally random.

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