Raz Rising

The evening breeze blew on my bare face. The lighted clove cigarette trapped in between my fingers emitting halos of smoke. Once in a while, I flicked the butt. Time and again, I inhaled and puffed. From four sticks I advanced to a pack a day. Each inhale of the sweet smoke, I reminisced the good times we had. Your every word kept playing in my mind. The scene when you held, caressed and kissed my hands played back a zillionth time. Your sweet kisses still fresh on my lips. The scent you left on me, lingered. The palpitations I have been having worsened by the time the cigarette burned out. Only then would I realised the tears on my cheeks had dried up.

Do you really know how I feel for you and how I felt when you wrote your last? How hard it had been since you were gone?

Life is so full of mystery. Never an opened book. Ultimately, it is happiness we are all looking for.

I am not looking forward to any new day…without you. You wouldn’t let me be there, in your heart, but would you let me love you still? Miss you? For once it begun, my love is endless…

I know there’s not much I could do now but hope and pray that love, will find its way back to me.