...when I felt myself as if I were you
I scratched my nails on the mirror
I wanted to see you
when I saw myself with your eyes
when I touched the mirror and admired every asset of beauty I possessed
...but never guessed
that I could be so beautiful in your eyes
...as i mirrored myself through you
...as i mirrored myself through you
looking at myself from your perspective
I thought nobody could be as imaginative
As God – the Almighty,
...who made me as angelic as me
...who made me as angelic as me
I got overwhelmed, I cried
A tear in me made my heart ache
How?
I realized I am looking at myself, admiring myself from your heart, from your eyes
So actually it is you, who felt the ache on seeing me cry
Oh Good Lord! You made me a Goddess, Arun!
I kept touching my reflection in the mirror
I saw my eyeballs reflecting an image of me…
Laughing, giggling with wet eyes, crying for a teddy hug, snuggling in your arms to get your attention, cuddling underneath your collar,
I turned right and left…nodded in the negative, turned behind to see your image, next to me
I missed seeing you
I so missed you
I wanted to see you
I scratched my body open
And tore apart my heart
My body wailed and wailed of pain
Eyes moist, tears reciprocated
But I didn't hear anything
I didn't sense anything
All because I just so badly wanted to see you
My heart got torn, but all I saw was a smiling face of ME
I tore my hair apart…I panicked
Couldn’t find you...
Still panicky, I went crying and shouting calling out your name
My deepest and most urgent desire was to see you
The desire to see you maddened me
I missed..i realized if it was I, then the heart when torn apart would show ur image and not mine
I realized I loved myself and admired myself BEING YOU…but not as much as I love you and admire you