My poetic side

Long distance relationships sucks. Everything becomes useless. You dream of your love to be near you even though it's never gonna happen. Here's a poem written by me on 29th August 2018. One day, in the night when after many days,  I was feeling all right. I went in my room and  laid on the bed. Don't know what, but  something made me step ahead. I came out of the house, There was no one, rather than a mouse. That night, it was really chill. But also, I stood there still. Then I thought of taking a round, when suddenly I found the person to whom my heart was bound. Literally, I couldn't believe my eyes. Finally I got him after so many tries. This was the joy I couldn't hold and then I silently told: "I thought you went far away. Then what's the reason that made you stay"? Hearing this, he replied: "I'll be coming from anywhere, if you say. Distance can never come in our way". It was such a beautiful night. I closed my eyes and hugged him

Your diary, journal or whatever you use to share your thoughts become worthless when you've got a bestfriend. Why do we write a diary. People like me usually write to kill their loneliness. But when you have a bestfriend with you, there is no need of a diary at all. I too had a bestfriend (or so called bestfriend or I called her my bestfriend or whatever).  I used to show her my poems. My poems were usually about the guy I was dating.  Once she asked me to write a poem about her. I took this lightly. I smiled and said that I would certainly do it with pleasure. But I was not able to that. As I told once, I am not an intentional writer. I write only when I feel. One day she was upset because I was talking to a girl she never liked. She didn't talk to me for two days. Me being a cry baby got tensed. She was the only one who listened to all of my shits. That day I realised what she meant to me. She never left me behind in any situation. She was the person who constantly helped me,

People do fight. Yes, some random fights are always necessary in a relationship and it's quite a common thing. We had one too. Well, it wasn't actually a fight. It was something else. Something which is still unexplained. Till date I wonder what was it.  Read the poem and let me know what you think it actually was. Once upon a time, when he used to be totally mine. Everything was going on really fine. He was the first thought in my mind, rest of the things I left behind. I thought that I was the happiest of all. But who knew that time would revolve, and finally there would be too many problems to solve. I saw slight changes in him, his love for me became dim. After that he started ignoring, as if he felt this relation was boring. Once, I asked him, "What happened to you dear"? "Is everything okay here"? His answer made me restless. That night I was shocked and tearless. My tears were not even rolling down. It seemed as if a king lost the battle in the ground