The urge...

Here we go again. I am back. After resisting to scribble back to back posts for the last few hours, I am here scribbling. Again! All of a sudden words are not under control. The heart wants to keep scribbling on and on. This reminds me of those early days of creating this altar. Somewhere something has gone loose to give me this urge to keep scribbling. How much sense am I going to make? I have no idea. Alright, the heart wants to scribble, fingers are ready to play the piano on the keyboard but what do I scribble about? No specific topics as such. Am just going to go with the flow.

If you ever had the faintest hope this post will not be about you, then you are wrong. Of course I am dragging you in. Whether you read it or not, I have you here with me. I feel so elated to keep scribbling mainly because it feels like am talking to you. Actually, I am talking to you from within as I scribble. I think of it as my fingers are just making note of what I am talking to you. Are we about to talk soon? Are we meeting? What is it that is making me feel alike? Certainly, not a random muse.

I have undergone every emotion I can think of while composing these posts in the last few days. And, each emotion has revolved around you, my $#@£✓... Awe, I love to use your name nowadays without any inhibition of you objecting. Uff! What option do I have to converse with you other than just close my eyes and bring you in me and talk all that I want for as long as I want?! I have a random wish. I wish you change your dp and show me your eyes. Will you? *winks*

I did the colouring

When I feel like listening to you, I pick random texts from our archive and go through them and try to be content with it. Of course, you wrote those words to me. Right? Still, somewhere in the corner of my heart, I wish you speak with me, we meet or at least we see each other. Woah! What would happen inside and outside of us at that moment?! I wonder. 

Oops! So much scribbled without any topic at all? Yet, I don't feel contented and neither am I saturated with words nor this urge. I wish I could pull your leg, have a casual banter and that park bench with a waterfront and watching sunrises and sunsets with you, Wow! What a feel?!... You are born special. In the years I have seen you and even now, there is a beautiful aura around you. I have no noise around me, I can fully drown myself in your aura and keep dreaming. 

Just as your name suggests, you are "happiness". You are "The Happiness", $#@£✓ $#@£✓ -rPhoenix