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My Love! Your silence, absence, avoidance of the altar, all that you are undergoing, all of which you are hiding from me, oh I have been such a lamer, Bubbles \(^_^)/. Today, as I stand on the terrace of my workplace and try to look beyond the skies, I am able to realise what I missed to see beyond my selfishness. Yes, my selfishness. 

I failed to look at what you are actually undergoing and I failed to find out from you as to what is going on. You told me how you wish to stay quiet and how you feel you are a ball of negativity for me. How foolish of me to completely not see that insecurity in you and how I have been throwing words and actions just like that?! Damn! That is so bad from me. Now, even if I wish to scream all these realisations to you, I am standing only on this terrace all alone and all by myself holding these realisations.

I believe you will come. You will read this. You will be conveyed what I feel has to be actually conveyed. But, I am so feeling bad for my behaviour. It was you. It is you and it will only be you for me. Why dafuq did I even get into all those actions? 

Right here, right now, standing and watching all these clouds marching to reach you, I wish I could just manage to come along with them and rain upon you. I have been subject to all those distractions you spoke of. Only difference being, it happened to you earlier and to me it just came and went in the same pace. 

I am hating my eyes because they are unable to find you. I try to strain my vision to look furthet into the expanses but, these eyes can look only to a certain visual range. I have located your exact direction and am looking at your city. But, I can see only what my eyes are able to see. 

I wish my voice could at least reach you. But, it is the same as my sight. Bubbles, my Lady Love! Where are you? Can you hear the screams from me? 

Alright, I do not want to sound like am doing this for me. I need you. Yes. I need to be with you. Yes. I have to be there to remove all the stains I have caused or have been caused by my words or actions. I have so much to convey but the connect between my inside and the fingers is still not able to convey it here. Oh, come on. Why is it always so challenging to put down the feelings in words? Bubbles, am so sorry. -rPhoenix