Lullaby

Every night as I unwind,

& try ways to clear my mind,

my thoughts keep racing back to you,

& I wonder if you think them too.

 

I wonder when you lie in bed

do you think of something I once said?

Does a little prank that I did play,

make you smile in the middle of your day?

 

Do your eyes search, of their free will,

every crowd for signs of my lean build?

Does your heart jump and skip a beat,

every time your cell phone rings or tweets?

 

I wonder when you dress each day,

do you ever wish I’d cross your way?

 

The questions don’t cease to flow,

till into dreams they slowly go,

but your mind I’d surely love to know,

Coz you’re in me, from head to toe.

©Krisheaven

Dedication: To my everything, :*

Je t’aime

Met an Italian guy who’s been in love with this girl for the past 25 years, but never said anything. Today, she’s married to a man who’s become the Italian’s friend. She still does not know.

I met the lady and her husband too. She told me that she loved the Italian 25 years ago..and still does. She’s wondering if he ever felt the same way about her. They don’t talk about it. They’ve all just been neighbors all their lives. 

I asked her why she’s still with her husband if she loved the neighbor all along ? She smiled. These were her exact words. ” 25 years ago, I made a choice. I never knew if ***** loved me the way I loved him. I never said anything. Then I met my husband, who was well behaved and well off. Everyday since, I make a choice…every morning, I tell myself that I have to live with my choice. It’s not enough; but it will do. ”

Being me, I couldn’t help but ask, ” Do you regret what you did ? Do you regret what you’re doing ? to both of them ? ” She was surprised that I asked. She thought for a while and then replied, ” Yes. Every minute of every day. Don’t get me wrong, **** is a good husband; but….if I can go back in time and change things, I would change so much that it would be a different world altogether.”

I spoke to the Italian again. “You should tell her. She should know “I said, my eyes all wet and teary. He thought about it for a moment, then said ” If I say anything now, she’ll KNOW that she made a mistake. At the moment; she just THINKS she did. The pain of knowing will be too great to bear.The pain of thinking, well…it just pops in and out when you’re thinking real hard. Nothing a drink can’t cure. ”

I stood there, not knowing how, what ,when, why or where from I ended up in this story. Running into strangers and giving them a piece of our lives is easier said than done. But it happens…in little ways…in the most unexpected of places. Sharing lives and stories with the people we meet, is a bitter -sweet thing.

It’s been 2 years now. I have no clue where any of them are. But they are frequently in my thoughts.

©krisheaven

picture courtesy: sunaina patnaik