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Is there anything more heartbreaking than, having your life in your arms, and you still couldn't hold it. Still couldn't hold...HER.
She stumbled in front of me and jumped into my arms, clutching me ever so tightly, holding me for her dear life. Like at that moment, the only thing mattered to her was..Me, my arms, my embrace. The safest place that could ever be for her, my arms, all for her.
She kept holding me, scared, afraid, vulnerable. Her hold was still the same, dominating. Her touch was still the same, melting. Her caress was still the same, tender. Her smell was still the same, enlightening. She was the same, when she was with me, for me - she was HER, My Sanam. And she was in my arms, in that dark place, only two of us, locked in a tight embrace, holding me, still.
I let the familiarity take me over, for that very second, of her touch, her hold. I leaned into her a little, trying to capture as I could, of her. Trying to feel that touch of her again, Trying to hold that moment as long as I could. Trying to let her hold me as long as I could, she would.
The moment stopped for some seconds, when she kept holding on to me, as I went vulnerable to helpless, in those precious seconds. I couldn't hold her, I realised. I couldn't hold her in my arms. I couldn't hold her, the way I want to. I couldn't crash myself into her, the way I want to. She was in my arms, but I just couldn't hold her. My hands felt powerless suddenly, they didn't have the power to hold me back too. I just kept leaning on to her, hoping against hope.
She drew apart after moments which seemed like eternity. She leaned back and looked up at me, with her ever so enchanting orbs, vulnerable yet powerful. Those big eyes of her, which always left me at loss, a beautiful loss. She was HER. I knew her eyes, her soul and her heart. I could see her, with me, in front of me. But I couldn't pull her back and hold her back into my arms and never wanted to let go. I just couldn't. It broke me.
I realised her hands were still on me, as I had my hands too, tentatively holding her. Lost in each other, our eyes, our touch, our feel, our warmth. She felt something too, I can tell, too naive to realise, my Sanam. She is my Sanam. These little things strengthen me, keep strengthening me, what I am doing, is right.
She realised she was staring me way too long, and she took some steps back. I kept looking at her, like she would come back into my arms, where she belonged, belongs. The magic spell broke, and I took out my phone to light the darkened place. We stepped into the dark, to enlighten it.
I wanted to feel every moment with her, where she was with me. I wanted to capture all those things she was doing, she is an angel, and she is mine, my own angel, for life. She looked breathtaking in white, her color, pure and bliss. She asked to light the dark, as if she had to ask. Lightening up was her job, she lightened up me, lights me up, every day.
I offered the enlightenment. Just like all those days back. Her lit up face, in that candle light, the most serene and divine thing ever I could ask for. Looking at her, I smile inwardly, I definitely don't want to take it fast, I'll take it slow, all in good time, she is with me, in me. No one can take that away, not even her. I just have to give herself back to her, safe and sound, all mine. She isn't hers anymore.
"The one who has been burnt in love, no fire can burn him again" I said to her, looking into her eyes, talking to her. She stared into my eyes, lost for a moment, so lost that she almost burnt me, oh the irony! She has burnt me way earlier, she still does, and I can burn over and over for her. She quickly and tenderly holds my hands, covering the burnt place. "Did that burn too much?!" Nothing can burn me now, Sanam.
She went away, confused and amused. She started lightening up in the dark, and I followed her every move, closely from far. She looks divine. Her every move, is like creating a havoc, yet so calm. She spreads calm in me, in this burning love. She burns me.
I stood watching her, enlightening away with her, wishing and hoping, she would stare back at me and come back running to me.
This time, hoping I could hold her. My Sanam.
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I just cannot get over today's episode! I cried watching him like that. And the part where he was rekindling those memories to her. This is so gorgeous! ā¤ļø
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