His wait was what I was Addicted to & Not his Love

I always wanted to shout out aloud and say at the top of my voice that I am okay, but actually I needed someone to hug me tight and say, ” I know you are not okay.”

I always wanted to sit somewhere all by myself but actually, I needed someone to sit by my side and listen to my endless talks.

I always wanted to keep my phone on silent mode and wanted nobody to call me up when I am high, but actually I needed someone to call me up, again and again, to know if I am okay or not.

I always wanted to show tantrums to myself, but actually I needed someone to bear those tantrums.

I always wanted to listen to the same old songs again and again, but actually I needed someone to make me listen to some new songs.

I always wanted to smile, but actually I needed someone who can be the reason of that smile.

I always wanted to be surrounded by the crowd, but actually I needed someone who I could call just mine.

I always wanted to sort out my problems on my own but actually, I needed someone who could hold my hand and do that with me.

I always wanted to sleep on my own but actually, I needed someone who could run his fingers over my forehead and make me sleep.

I always wanted to find that someone and when one fine day I did, I couldn’t recognise him.

Years later I turned back and saw him standing there with his arms wide open, just for me.

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