How she missed those days,
When the weight of a heartbreak, of not being loved back was the worst tragedy she’d ever faced;
When cuddled pillows and soaked sheets were the gateway to peaceful dreams;
When large bowls of dark chocolate scoop ice creams were an Instant cure to anything…

How she missed those days,
When laughter felt genuine because it was;
When tears hurt for reasons she could put into words;
When she went to bed with the worst of pains, knowing, knowing for a fact it will get better with the coming dawn;

How she missed those days,
When reality was a beautifully crafted fairytale;
When nights were a beauty and her eyes twinkled at the sight of stars;
When being fine didn’t seem like a far fetched wish and happiness wasn’t history.

        And all she yearned, was for someone to say, I feel the same way too… 

29 thoughts on “Melancholy-

      1. Yeah, that’s what I tell my willpower every time it rears it’s weighty head!! 😉 Hmmm that’s a pun in so many ways!! Lol!


      1. My pleasure! 🙂 I guess that ‘less busy’ will take some more time. My research work and 7 month old kid kind of need more time (And i am happily giving). Blogging as much as I can! 🙂


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