Insomnia:Thoughts of him - II

A page turned as the gentle breeze blew accompanying the night.She had switched off the lights of her room and kept the door ajar.Pale milky moonlight streamed through the space of the open door.Switching on the torch she had read the letter in front of her so many times.She could not get enough of it.Like a scent which you keep on breathing in as it never seems to sate you.All of a sudden she got up from her bed,making way towards the bag of clothes.Opening it slowly she picked out the jacket.

They had met after a longtime.While walking towards his house she had given her over-sized jacket to him.He had worn it,and she beamed at him happily because she was feeling really hot in it.The full blown winter has not yet set it.When she entered his room she could see how messy the room was as he hadn't got a chance to clean up after he had come back from a trip.Abandoning their clothes in a clean spot of the room they lied down on the bed.Both hugging as the warmth from each other seeped in and around them.A quilt blanketing them.He urged her to come up a little as he was taller than her.Tilting her head and angling his face he put his lips on hers softly.A gentle kiss followed by a bite on her lower lips.She gasped opening her lips.His tongue entered her mouth, rolling and teasing it with her tongue.Their bare bodies caressing each other.His hands kneaded and rubbed in places so secret that she moaned through the kiss.One of her hand rested on his back while the other kept ruffling his hairs in the heated moment of passion...

She opened her eyes breaking away from the memory and smelled the jacket in her hands.It smelled of him.Her ecstasy knew no bounds.As she placed it besides her head.Another night waited to be passed immersed in his fragrance.Her eyes quit to shut themselves up as the insomnia lingered in air yet again.

Insomnia:Thoughts of him

She looked at the curtains casting weird shadows in the dark.She has always been in love with dark though the realization had been a bit late.It always made her think about him.How she spent the time with him or talked with him on phone or simply lay there in his arms.She had been wriggly from someday,it was a weird feeling she could not pin point where or what or why.A insatiable urge to cry on and on.She missed the whispers,kisses,hugs,sweet nothings,care,joy and et al. She imagined the last time she had met him.It was beautiful,words were too less to describe the feeling.Entangled within each others embrace covered slick with sweat smelling of hunger and desire.Body stroking with body,the night breeze blew softly through the thick summer coat.The way his stubble felt while he peppered her with kisses from face to neck.Hands caressing each other.Breathes resuscitated and dropped with the torturous touches.Teasing with every move.

The physical separation and emotional need were too much for her to bear that she realized while thinking all this.Whenever she was alone,she only thought about him.The veil of darkness kept her secrets and clandestine meetings intact. Harboring them safely in the shapes of clouds,stars and the moon.And she smiled one last time.Tears streamed down her face and she lay there with open eyes fighting with the insomnia.

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The cheat

Dimming the lights he pulled her close to him.The pheromones activated all of a sudden inside her body.Something was not right she felt but the love and lust had already crafted their way inside her.She let him tame her with the beastly aftermath of a hungry kiss.The night filled with unbridled love making.

In morning his phone buzzed Aalia still sleeping over him.He placed her aside and got up. Answering the phone to Leo he said "the passion film is already a hit online".A thunderous laugh echoed on the other side.Adi left her in the hotel room wiping every trace of his existence.

Twisted rejection

The lush green grass,the beautiful flowers of different colors and the patient night sky adorned with stars and moon.All were looking disheartening and sad to her.Her mind was reeling from what she had heard some days back,though it felt just moments ago.The perspiration was dropping and dripping from her forehead.The clothes that she wore cling to her drenched body.She pushed herself though her feet ached and she knew the consequences of it tonight won't be good when she would lie down on bed.But hell who cared she for now wanted that suppressed anger to drip down with the sweat.It was giving her peace to gulp air in plenty through her open mouth and exhale plenty.The adrenaline rush it gave distracted her mind for sometime.She was jogging in that huge park which she once thought would never be possible for her.After all anger and grief makes you do things you thought you would never do.
The bitter hurt that stuck to her.He did not make it obvious,wrapped it up in a sweet disguise.It pained when she heard those words of twisted rejection.It shot through her spine triggering her mind just to make all the thoughts halt on his words.Everyone cannot wield the power of hurting you just like that.When you put in the trust and blind faith in the picture it makes complete sense.She fucking devoted her life in him just to be rejected one fine day.It was too late to move on or turn back.She had to choose between living with memories or cut out the life with him that was.How can one think of pulling out a heart and still to live.The fix was unbearable she wanted him as much as one needed oxygen.Her only lifeline had been him.
But her mind chided and mocked her "Your heart has been shattered so that you get to give it to no one else ever".Her legs felt like jelly and she thumped on the ground all of a sudden.Covering her face in her hands she cried,not knowing what else could ease her pain.

Lost identity

They told her to trust them,she did.

They said they'll be there when the times are grey,she believed.

They told her they were saying the truth to her,she strived.

But a time came and she was standing there in the cold,

the rain was pouring so heavy and ruthless.

She looked back to find the trusted one but there was no one.

Silence emblazoned all around.

She wept till the tears ran dry.

No one held her in their arms.

No one cared for her but themselves.

No one caressed her and assured time ahead will be kind.

They had lied straight to her face and she lay there crumpling alone.

Scattering with every drop that hit her.

Breathing was laborious,but she breathed till

She wasn't what she was anymore!