The phase of death

 

This phase of life is killing me from deep within. I don't know my next move. To be or not to be is the question. Perfect poetic balance. Hahhhhaa!(Cries within).

Can't really seem to make sense of anything in this world. What do I do with myself.

I am a waste. An outlier. I love and live for someone that I can never get. How can I let anyone into my life and make their life same as mine. Anyone else would have been lucky to be on my end with such loving folks around them but me. I despise my situation. I hate my life. I don't own myself. How can I draw a needle into my veins seeking for permanent end to my pain. What I love can only make me weak. Probably I will leave with a death note. 😔 And that would be my absolution. 

Dear mom and dad, I love you both very much. You have been my inspiration and guided me the best in every possible way. I could not have asked for a better set of parents.

Dear Arun, thanks for being the best buddy. You are the best person I know, however crazy others see you, I believe you will do and be the best man.

All my beautiful friends out there. You were always there to hear me out and sailed me through every twist and turn of life. Thanks for bearing me for so long.

And I go to sleep in your arms, my love. The best place there is in this whole wide world. The only place I want to be in and live for eternity. Don't wanna run after things, don't wanna try to please anyone and don't want to be anywhere else but be with you forever and ever. Surrounded by your love, holding me tight and feeling you inside of me. Ah! That is the most beautiful life ever. Nothing is right or wrong. It's just me and you and us. Thank you for being with me always. Thank you for coming into my life and giving it a reason to live for. You know my love, you are the best person in this universe. And I am the proudest husband ever. 

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