I refuse to believe otherwise ....
Yes, I remember clearly ... very clearly ...
I had blogged about it then too ...
Yes, I was running a temperature ...
A fever that had rendered me unfit to report to work ...
I was all alone ....
And, he came ...
All the way ...
He came just to be with me ... take care of me ..
To lift my spirits ....
Despite the fact that there was a situation....
And chaos at his workplace ...
He came and was with me ...
Till he tuck me in my bed and left.
He was there ... that wasn't business.....
That was caring and sharing ...
That was the pure embodiment of love ....
I refuse to believe otherwise.
He knew I was down in the dumps....
He took me for this movie ....
Knowing fairly well my taste for Cowboys ...
Yes, we went for a movie despite my fever ...
I felt rejuvenated ...
I never felt so good before....
All weakness abolished ...
All smiles ...
Just him and me ...
Watching a movie....
A large tub of popcorn ....
Three samosas (Regular feature) and ...
A large Coke .... yup..
That's right....
He knew my taste ....
He knew my taste in food ...
He knew my taste in clothes ....
He knew my taste in shoes...
He knew my taste for good life ....
That's what we lived and breathed till we parted ways...
Why did we part ways?
I dunno ....
I don't want to go there ....
But we did part ways ....
An august August to remember ...
Of Cowboys and Aliens ...
The Cowboy I knew ...
Now Alien to me....
Numb to my senses ...
For that's what is the best way to remember the past ....
And, move on ...
Move on ... we have....
But, yet somewhere a tug, a nagging feeling ....
All is not right ....
Somewhere a gut feeling .....
There was something ...
Something he wanted to say ....
And, I silenced him ....
I didn't hear him out ...
I just shut my ears and eyes ....
And, he nodded his head in despair ...
And, walked away....
An Alien walked away....
The Cowboy remained shut in the confines of my heart .....
The keys to the door of which thrown in the ocean....
Never to be found again...
A feverish rendition of an august August.
Yes, I remember clearly ... very clearly ...
I had blogged about it then too ...
Yes, I was running a temperature ...
A fever that had rendered me unfit to report to work ...
I was all alone ....
And, he came ...
All the way ...
He came just to be with me ... take care of me ..
To lift my spirits ....
Despite the fact that there was a situation....
And chaos at his workplace ...
He came and was with me ...
Till he tuck me in my bed and left.
He was there ... that wasn't business.....
That was caring and sharing ...
That was the pure embodiment of love ....
I refuse to believe otherwise.
He knew I was down in the dumps....
He took me for this movie ....
Knowing fairly well my taste for Cowboys ...
Yes, we went for a movie despite my fever ...
I felt rejuvenated ...
I never felt so good before....
All weakness abolished ...
All smiles ...
Just him and me ...
Watching a movie....
A large tub of popcorn ....
Three samosas (Regular feature) and ...
A large Coke .... yup..
That's right....
He knew my taste ....
He knew my taste in food ...
He knew my taste in clothes ....
He knew my taste in shoes...
He knew my taste for good life ....
That's what we lived and breathed till we parted ways...
Why did we part ways?
I dunno ....
I don't want to go there ....
But we did part ways ....
An august August to remember ...
Of Cowboys and Aliens ...
The Cowboy I knew ...
Now Alien to me....
Numb to my senses ...
For that's what is the best way to remember the past ....
And, move on ...
Move on ... we have....
But, yet somewhere a tug, a nagging feeling ....
All is not right ....
Somewhere a gut feeling .....
There was something ...
Something he wanted to say ....
And, I silenced him ....
I didn't hear him out ...
I just shut my ears and eyes ....
And, he nodded his head in despair ...
And, walked away....
An Alien walked away....
The Cowboy remained shut in the confines of my heart .....
The keys to the door of which thrown in the ocean....
Never to be found again...
A feverish rendition of an august August.
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