Partner in Crime

Dear Blog,

Writing something that is a distant dream yet.

So many things I want to do
I want to do them with you
But I can't and it hurts me
Tell me love, what do I do?
You holding my hand
As we cross the street
Me hugging you tight
Everytime we meet
Lying on the bed
Watching a movie
Going bowling
And then some coffee
Eating chicken tandoori
Or having Pani Puri
Grabbing a drink
Or a ride on a ferry
Walking on the beach
Or dining at the restaurant
You getting your hair colored
And me sitting with you at the salon
Shopping for clothes
And helping choose them
Going for a long drive
Or breathing in your scent
Meeting your friends
Having lunch with mine
Hanging out together
But also spending our alone time
So many things I want to do
I want to do them with you
But I can't and it hurts me
Tell me love, what do I do?

Ciao,
N.

My Anchor

Hi B,

Not in the mood to say much. So just gonna copy paste something I wrote a while back for someone who has been an anchor in my life.

You'll aim for the sky and you'll reach for the stars
You'll wipe away tears that have dried
The moments of sadness will pass soon by
And you'll get back to where you fly
Cause everytime you look at me, I see you
As a tough woman who isn't shy
Can't you see yourself the way I do, fighting for her life
Cause everytime you go out there, I know you
Are laughing others who pass u by
You're the strongest wonder and gorgeous creature
The Apple of my eye

XOXO,
N

Falling in Love

Hey B,

Just something that was lying in my notes. Posting it now.

The dawn cracks open, eyes shut still
I poke my head from under to look at the window sill
Blinding me in the eye, I see a stream of light
It holds my gaze within and towards the shimmery bright
I wonder if I am awake or if it is a dream
Then I remember the tears on my face, in a single stream
The previous night was tough with thoughts provoking me
As I lay in bed, he came to my mind wild and free
Scratching at my insides, I could hear myself screaming
Stop, don't, let me go, I don't want all this crappy hustling
I've come far now from a place I was stuck in or so I thought
Now I wonder is this another hell hole that I've just bought
It is a gamble, all you can do is play
Try changing the rules, all you get is dismay
Compromises become smiles and stubbornness becomes love
Your desires are pushed away into a tiny little trove
Is it really worth it? Is it really true?
Giving yourself to another, having no clue
How to fend yourself or how to defend
Never has blind trust been known to mend
Yes it is hardships and yes it is tears
But who knows if it wasn't, there'd be still more fears
So all you can do is string the thread to the needle
And step into those strong arms and hope all they do is cradle
The comfort of that hug holds power to warm you
Such true emotion comes to very a few
Let it in, let it all in and wait for your turn
After all love is a flaming desire, moulded to shine or burn!

Love,
N

A few words

Dear Blog,

Sometimes you cannot express enough with words. At other times, a few words, a couple lines are enough to say what you want to.

You came like a breath of fresh air into my life
You touched my soul and made me smile
Life works in mysterious ways yes it's true
Never knew that as my soulmate I'd find you.

Love,
N.