I waited. I waited. I waited. Anxiously. For the very first time in our 3-year old relationship, I had realized she was the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.
Today was special. Today was when I was going to ask her hand in marriage. Today we would finally be one. Realistically.
She told me she would be late. She told me we would go out for dinner. She told me she would be back. Really.
I waited. I waited. I waited. Anxiously.
I wanted her to say yes. I wanted to spend my life with her. I wanted her to be mine. Lovely.
She told me she would be late. She told me we would go out for dinner. She told me she would be back. Really.
Post-blast.
The city came to a stand-still. The city broke down. The city went boom. Literally.
I couldn’t believe her. I couldn’t contact her. I couldn’t breathe. Worried.
She told me she would be late. She told me we would go out for dinner. She told me she would be back. Really.
I was shaken. I was scared. I cried. Broken.
The phone kept ringing. The phone stopped ringing. The phone-call never came. Destroyed.
She told me she would be late. She told me we would go out for dinner. She told me she would be back. Really.
I needed a hug. I needed a kiss. I needed her. Want.
9 seconds passed. 9 minutes passed. 9 hours passed. Crazy.
She told me she would be late. She told me we would go out for dinner. She told me she would be back. Really.
..But she never came.
4 comments:
A lovely read. Very good way of putting it. So say all of us.
Sigh...read it on fb...but it just makes me numb...nothing i can...or anyone can say to console who lost a member of their family..its not just painful...d pain in itself becomes beyond words...
This one made me numb. I have no words to say.
Thanks for the comments. I don't know what made me write this, but the bomb-blasts just got to me, I guess.
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