Still Thinking of You...

During moments like these
when life is still
no thoughts hovering around
and no dreams being woven
I am often transcended
down the memory lane

I revisit the sands of time
when you were by my side
I still relive the moments
of our ephemeral togetherness
while you consumed almost
every waking moment of my life

Such recollections drive me crazy
moving me to laughter and tears
and with a tug at my heart
I then reconcile to my fate

May be your time had come
and I shouldn't question your exit.

The Why?

(Before you read this, I listened to and liked Hinder ;P)

The whens and hows you want to know

Of the feelings to you I did show.

"Heart has its reasons,

Of which reason knows nothing."

But you seem to want more.

Here it goes from the very core.

One, I like your passion

It is indeed a slow seduction.

Two, I like that you analyse

In order not to jeopardise.

I like it that you care and understand

And the fact that you're in a band. :P

You were the shoulder I cried upon

And are the one I bank on.

You made me forget my worries

and believe life isn't just the flurries.

The best thing that I like is

Without meeting, it is you I miss.

There maybe a million people I meet

And more who lie and cheat.

It is you I trust and believe

That you wont leave or deceive

And yet you are disbelief 

That of my heart you are the thief.

It is not an answer I crave 

I am a little more brave

Than you give me credit

Here, I told you all bit by bit.

I hope the reasons suffice

and know you read this more than twice :P

Hope you understand that nothing will change

And it wont be at all strange.

On and on I can go about you

And all of it will absolutely true.

Irrespective of what you say

Whenever I talk to you, it makes my day

The feelings are strong

Its for you I long

Every time I try to end

This just go onto extend.

Here I told you all I have to

And this you can construe!

(I just cant seem to keep away!!! Anyway, I love the lines Heart has reasons of which reason knows nothing. It is a line by Blaise Pascal and is originally in French as La coeur a ses raisons que la raison ne connait pas... Those lines mean so much to me. Impulsive and crazy me! )