cacophonic silence

 it was funny.. coz i dint know that it'll happen..
its stil funny, coz its hard to believe that it actually happened..
psychology,....., you say.. n so do i.. but how do you go on to define?
i cant, n so, i leave it on you.. you see, n you decide :)


its funny because, even though of 'speaking' everyday (nyt), we dint 'speak', per se..n all of a sudden, the desire n the urge to 'speak' n 'hear' you became so prudent n prominent, that even before i could realise n reason with myself, it had broken the shackles of all the realisations n came forth.. it was like, as if its hung there.. omnipresent..only, making its presence felt today, in everything...every sensation.. the air, the wind, the sky, the clouds, the light, the dark, the moon.... but i still reasoned..vehemently.. you see, im afraid and scared..i dun wanne be left scarred..again..n then a compromise.. i imagined.. n i was happy.. coz i neednt be scarred again....

but, then it was realised..you made it realise.. the omnipresent presence was never so signified..n for a mo' wen i heared you, i was lost.. for words, for feelings, for realisation, for reason.. i was, just n simply, lost.. blissfully so.. n wen i came back (n wen you made me come back) , i embraced it all..the air, the wind, the sky, the clouds, the light, the dark, the moon..

*shut up!*
:)
<3