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Its Complicated...

The more I meet you and the more I talk to you and the more I observe you makes me know you more and what I see makes me realise that I don't know you at all and it makes me all the more angry and distant from you and all the more confused about myself and our relationship and it makes me wanna stop talking to you totally. But as soon as I think of that, it hurts to know that I wouldn't have you anymore to share my deepest secrets with or remove my anger on or share my crazy ideas with or have someone calm me down when I'm angry or cheer me up when I'm sad...this thought is unbearable...so the less I meet you, the less I'll know you and the less I'll hate you and the less I'll feel like quitting on us. And even though it'll make me all the more distant from you, I wouldn't mind coz atleast I'll get to keep you with me even and talk to you, even if it is for a very less time, coz I can't imagine my life without you. So until I prepare myself to either accept things the way they are and move on with them or decide that it's too much for me and I can't take it anymore, I wan't you more than anything in this world coz the aura of optimisim, love, care and happiness you're always surrounded with and inflict on everyone around you is become a drug for me without which I can't survive...so until then, please bear me coz I'm not ready to say goodbye, atleast not yet...

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MangoMan said…
Never say goodbye!!!!

Frickin' awesome! Every post of yours is different! Eminemish this time!
Dreamcatcher said…
never say goodbye!!!!!!!...god! dude, you keep comparing me to legends yaar.....m tryin so hard not to let it get ova my head!!....it's not gonna last long and maybe nxt you knw i'v turnd into a snobbish "m the best" kinda girl...then all the blame would b yours...:D
Sneha said…
Very beautifully expressed..very genuine kinda stuff.
btw am a 1st time reader of your post...liked it :-)
Dreamcatcher said…
gee...thnx....gud u likd it...read d rest of d blog..mayb u'd lov sum oder posts 2...:)
MangoMan said…
@ Jitika: I would love to read something from that avatar of yours!!! honsetly!!
MangoMan said…
and this template is wayyyy too good...bit girly but good (sorry but both rarely co-exist!)!!

black is the way to go!
Dreamcatcher said…
thnx MM/B ...had to search too ling to get my hands on dis one..n yeah abt d snobbish part...yu'd get sumthin abt it way too soon..u inspirin me!!!;)

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