somethings always sound right

He would listen for hours. Ask the same question several times. Knowing the answer was a blank look - a silent pause - an unfinished conversation. Hours on the steps I would talk about what seems like the most negligible things in my life. How I dont even remember what I could talk for all after noon. All I remember is that there were days when I would walk out with the unspoken question, with reality splashing every time a car entered the gates and the headlights reminded me i needed to be back home in 10mins.

There were little things that made everything okay. There are people who look up to the sky and ask questions to the stars... to god.. I would look up from my balcony to the endth floor and get the answer even without asking for it. Call it crazy but "right here waiting for you" blares into my ears just like it did on that december afternoon - the difference is today it's just me and that day more than 1000 of them heard it!

there is a little bit of u

yes.. in a bit! - i wish that bit would not stay. But it does.
It bites - almost as purple as you did. Today when I couraged myself to drive there. Drive all the way to the same old place that smells fresh, I could hear and see everything that I did before. After a very long time, I was driving in the fifth gear and getting high on it. I could feel the december cold - but for some reason that winter was unnaturally cold. (Or was it just another reason to steal a hug?) I almsot stopped where I had banged your car ( I really dint trust you that day - what a day that was). The same old night, the same old drive, the same old place, but not the same reason.

Felt wierd, but there was something that made me feel that there is something that i call own. I hear you say once again "...only to come back" Come back to smell like charcoal - a deep smell of betrayal - cheating - the scent of another... Did I miss the last part of the sentence?

Not her... again

well she is a stunner when it comes to giving the most ridiculous reasoning or trying to please someone.
It's strange when you feel someone is almost wanting to crush you under their feet because you know something.
you see her walking in the glass behind, she pretends to be walking up to someone in the corridor, but she is trying to hard to smell the conversation you are having. you can feel it on the hair of your hand.

She wont ever figure it out. She wont ever know what's missing. You can't look that far.

She is not ready for the smoke in the air and may be she should realise this breathe what is meant for her.

in the cookie box

I was really hungry.. something woke me up, I was wondering if it was my phone..
Nah! it was sleeping and so was my comp(yes it sleeps too!) - then what was this rattling noise..

I put on the mickey slippers (yes they remind me of u! :) and the day we went pink shopping - OH good lord we bought that pink purse which I try and hide in the closet)

in the kitchen.. he was munching on it! it was his dinner...
and before I could catch him he ran away with the cookie in the box!