5th April 2014
02:57 AM
LOVE? LUST? OR INFATUATION?
Or all three of them together? Does it matter? All the feeling that was now left inside of her was like traveling on a ship during a storm where she was being rocketed sideways vigorously; being pushed from the top, bottom over and under and yet being attached to him with the strongest connection making her stay rooted to the spot of her wretchedness waiting for the time when she'd be allowed to be slowly engulfed by the flames of misfortune. And yet she trusted that small rope of hope which bonded her to him of which she just couldn't let go, while waves of helplessness washed over her day by day trying to break the small thread of destiny which had been created between them. Never in her entire life had she felt so helpless before …her being itself used to emanate the domineering Armour that was hidden beneath it ….. The ferocious lioness ready to defend herself in all circumstances and yet he had taken all that away from her…replaced it with a weak self whose only defense was to now cower behind him while he held his stronger self in front of her without which she'd have lost the capability of holding onto the ship and sailing past the storm…..how so?...just how exactly had he tamed the self whose pride was in proving that she was one of those who were benign to the traps of men…never had she been one to fall for petty words of admiration and her thoughts were based upon the fact that foolish were those girls who would blindfoldedly follow any man who'd declare their love to them…and yet was she part of this folly? Just how was she to admit the mistake she had made? Opening her heart to a complete stranger? And yet she would now feel guilty about judging those girls realizing the guilty aspect of being one of their kind she had now come to understand what it was to be in love…..