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Like A Dream.

Like a dream it was....................hearing your voice after so many days....weeks.....months.........
It still echoes in my mind..........every word you spoke....every syllable........your smile....your voice......your reactions.......your expressions........every sound that i could hear while speaking with you was crystal clear...................i could visualize you even though you are so many miles away from me............
like a dream I cant explain ............
like the sunshine in the rain love makes the whole world fall apart...............
talkin about our lives ...new environment ....new friends...........but what i was hearing was just your voice that was speaking to me..............I couldnt hear anything else........

Sometimes the silence made me hear your heart beat................
As if the world is deep inside your soul.........
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again the silence .........again all the pain lashing back to my life which seemed for those few minutes when i was speaking to you to be gone.....vanished. Happiness and all that feeling was all temporary and this time it is more harder to stop and control my feelings growing for you........
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I know you are happy in your world ...... with your life......I now dont have any place in your busy scheduled life.......I know......and so I wont again disturb you .
But always remember wenever you need me....wherever you need me......I will be there with you always..................
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there is no guarantee that this life is easy.....and i know this life isnt easy........but just wanna know whether I will also find you when my will be falling apart and there would be no light to break the dark..........will I find you?..........
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the waves are flooding the shore and I cant find my way back home.........my world is falling apart......and everything is over but still why do I keep hoping when I know the truth but may be just dont have the capability to accept it...........
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yes now you are like a dream to me and I never wanna wake up from this dream.....its beauty....its melody....its soul......is now me.....now my life....now this is the Dreamland where I actually belong...........................my every breadth.......
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