Saturday, 20 August 2011

Wounded Heart...


In my whole life, I have always been standing outside looking at the world with longing. Love was never a part of my life before. Perhaps if my mother was alive, then I wouldn’t have felt like this would I?

Mothers always love their kids, don’t they? Without love in my life, I’ve learnt to survive. I made others notice me; they no longer pity me or ignore me for they have something to say for my misdeeds. And I who had been ignored most of my life, learnt to love that attention whether it was said in anger, hatred or even contempt.

What do I care about their remarks or opinions?

But all this changed when you came in to my life. You enchanted me with your sweet innocent eyes that could see through my soul. Your bewitching smile that captivated me from the start made me forget what a wastrel I am. Your kind and generous heart that made me ashamed of myself for the things I have done.

I never thought that anyone could make me feel the way you did, even without trying. You brought me sunshine to my dreary dark world. You are the light that brought me from the darkest of my hell.

I have forgotten to live and you brought me back to life. Until you came along, I never knew I was capable of love. Your sweet gift of love taught me what it is to be loved and how wonderful it is to give love in return.

You healed the old wounds I carried all my life and I love you so much for it with the bottom of my heart

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