an unusual evening I believe,
there is some detachment that I can feel all around me.
Detachment that seems to be making me feel hollow inside,
I dressed up for no one this evening,
I just felt like wearing the best gown in my wardrobe,
setting my hair in as perfect way as I could,
wore the best red heels I have ever had in my collection,
looking into that mirror applying that finest stroke of liner ,
the eyes are still red I whisper to myself.
There isn't anyone waiting tonight,
there isn't a horn I could hear outside home calling me,
there aren't any missed calls or waiting texts to be replied by me,
I can see the sun set from this window,
sipping his favourite wine I can recall all the words he said while leaving.
I recall that indifference in his eyes which I saw that night,
that night where my journey ended,
the journey called love.
This evening has that dark impact,
this sunset makes me feel detachment all over,
I have forgotten to smile from within,
I probably have forgotten to wake up with non-swelled up eyes,
I look perfect this evening but there isn't any perfection I feel inside.
Its a beautiful evening,
yet I just feel detachment all around,
probably I have detached from all possible sources of affection and happiness.
Its a strange evening,
an unusual one I believe.
*p.s I saw this picture randomly somewhere and there were heaps of thoughts that came rushing into my mind seeing this,I wrote what ever my heart said :-) Take care everyone :-) *love*
