From corner, back to corner.

      
“In a world filled with hate, we must still dare to hope. In a world filled with anger, we must still dare to comfort. In a world filled with despair, we must still dare to dream. And in a world filled with distrust, we must still dare to believe.”
 
From corner to corner: 

I sit in the corner, lost in my own dreams, 
I hear the chatter going on in my brain, while I feel in my heart a sharp pain. 
I feel the pain, unknowingly,  I cover my heart
trying to shield it again from another break.
I feel the emptiness, I cry for the unknown. 

Hey, look there here comes a friend who takes your hand and gives you comfort. 
My heart, again it was set free to soar high up in the sky. 
My mind cautions me to be alert,my heart says - here is your eternal live. 
The voices in my head become louder
And the feelings of heart become stronger. I cannot tell the difference between what I am thinking and what my heart is feeling. It's utter chaos.  

I stepped  out of my safe place
I believed you,   I  cared for you and  I loved you more than myself. 
I felt the happiness in our conversations. 
I felt the warmth of your love,
Your words just wooed me into an euphoric state. 
I believed you and  I opened up. I flew to you, like a bee heads for a flower. 
I spread my wings, I took a chance, I soared up in the sky .... Cos I believed you. 
I felt you love,  you  made me feel wonderful. 
You  knew my soul, you  knew my weaknesses, you gave me strength,
I felt empowered by your love...

You gave me the  freedom to be me, to communicate my feelings 
    without being judged...

I forgot my pain. I forgot my corner . Life was beautiful and i started smiling more than often.

Days were sunny and bright. Monsoon breeze brought with it the fragrance of love, the rain gods showered the warm blessings.... Everything was just as beautiful as it can ever be. I had finally found LOVE. 

And then, the unexpected happened  Then the sun was not as bright
the warmth of his love turned cold and distant.
His words were almost non existent and what was once looked forward now became a childish act. 

Initially it was I want to talk to you and slowly it became I need to talk this out. 

There was no more  laughter in our voices, a laughter that I have become so used to. 

The conversations ceased. The approaches were termed sadistic pleasures. 

Now I sit here with only the voices, sometimes in the mind and with a pain in the heart always. I hear the chatter of the past that leaves a lump in my throat. 
I wonder why and  how the wondrous things and the beautiful things 
    always come to an end
And shatter the beliefs.

Alas,   the Shattered Beliefs always remain your friends, you start to believe that beliefs are by no means true. 
The thoughts haunt you with  conversations that last long into the morning. They don't allow you to sleep, they make you weep, and you are left in the corner yet again to heal yourself of the pain. 
    
Your beautiful  wings are clipped, they are ripped right from you as you sit upon a pile of dreams
A pile that is stained with tears, almost shredded with despair

I dared to believe you and I started to dream the impossible.  
What a fool...

I was to think I could trust you.
I was to Believe every word you said to me. 

I humbly returned to my corner as my  Beliefs closed. 
Slammed shut as I stood there begging to be let back in. 

I remember  how hard it was for me to trust you,  to open up to you and to share with you. 

with the tears of yesterday and tomorrow and  my Shattered Beliefs, all I can say is - I don’t miss you, I miss who I thought you will be for me.  

Nothing hurts more than realizing he meant everything to you, but you meant nothing to him.