Unshed tears and unspoken words.
Words that always seem to fall short. Eyes that say it all. Embraces that you never want to end. Moments that keep running past the more you try and hold onto. Words that threaten to unleash the tears that you try lock away.
Farewells have always been difficult.
I thought it was difficult to be left behind but never did I realize how difficult it can be to actually move away, till I actually had to.
To move away from all that was known and certain. From all that was yours. From the anchors that held you in place to being adrift in a sea of change. To a place that feels alien. To people who seem distant. Trying to build a home so far away from home.
So much change and so much excitement that it actually leaves you yearning for some stability and some boredom !! Familiarity seems to give more comfort to the heart than the joy of new adventures. Such are the times as I look for an anchor to hold me in place in a world that seems to be moving too fast for me.
Fickle is the mind indeed as it craves for that which it does not have.
No anchor like the time itself
ReplyDeletePerception: Thank you for stopping by at my blog ... To me as I see, time is the sea through which we cruise and our relationships anchor us through all the change... But I guess in some ways, time does bind us to the world... but it is not something i would have thought of... :)
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