His arms seized my shaky body in a skittish manner; his touch relieving my tortured soul from tremor and sending me to a calmer state...this was making me dizzy...i felt the pressure in my body lightening...and a faint feeling of being in a city of enormous clouds took over me...
Ahhh
I woke up...once again..the same dream...the same nightmare actually...which had made my life a hell...our life a hell...he looked at me...as usual listening to my jargon.
i felt his hold around me loosening and his fear-stricken eyes envelope my presence in the brief moment...the dickens of my past have never left me alone..and that was the reason of my such condition...
here...have some water...u'll feel better...his voice was mixed with plague emotions...and his hand clutched my other wrist...the triradiating light blinked and made me enclapse his alarmed body in an agile manner...my dampened cheeks felt his cotten hands wipe it...he was my terra..the place where i felt safe...he called himself a lanary...he said i was a little wool...whom he would secure till he dies...sometimes life becomes a misery...my remains a gordian knot...but his support. sheltres me and makes me stronger atleast mentally...he cupped my face and looked at me with eyes full of grief yet his lips curved into a smile...the fake plastered smile...which made me smile a little...my body was jagging each day...but he held me...embraced me till the time i survived...i ask him why...why is he still with me when he knows i can't be his...he never answered me...sometimes in life one has to let go...let go of the loved ones...