Magical Mess

 One bonus day I've been banging on this door of my new world for so long And when it's finally time to step through, something feels wrong If this is what I've always wanted then why is something shattering within I promise I won't fail you god, but just give me one bonus day with him Always dreamt of being emotionally independent and resilient to pain But give me the chance to tear up inside his safe hug once again I'll need him to hold me when I'm drowning in fear I promise I'll go where I need to, just give me one bonus day here I hate video calls and my voice is never sufficient to make him understand And so I'll tell him I love him looking in his eyes, caressing his hand Imagination kisses won't bring him hope amidst realities grim So before he is on his own, give me one bonus day with him His mirror always shows us together so I'm packing it along I'm taking his late-night confessions and I'm packing every song I'll pack his to

  My first story Love is the most bewildering and yet the most enchanting subject of all times. The lack of clarity in understanding love only adds to its allure. It surprises even those who have spent their lives believing that they know in their minds what exactly they are looking for. Despite its enormousness and ubiquity, the uniqueness of each story prevails. There are always new thoughts and feelings and unanticipated circumstances to discover that lead to people’s unification or separation. Some anecdotes of romance display peace, satisfaction, tranquility, and stability. In such tales, there is only seldom or no room for quarrels and discomfort. Here things are constantly ecstatic owing to a consistent show of fine behaviour by at least one of the two people in the relationship. I have had such an experience once which I do not regret. Mine is a simple story of coming across someone at school and witnessing the deepening of that bond until it eventually isn’t just friendship an