Friday 22 August 2014

High on Pain

Love, is a beautiful feeling. Its probably like having your best friend around you all the time for the rest of your life. Someone to annoy the hell out of you when your sulky. Someone to dance around and enjoy the icecream while being drenched in the rain. Its the ease with which you raise your kids along with your friend and decades later still keep picking on each other. Its knowing fully well the best and the worst side of each other and loving both of them equally. Someone that diffuses into your soul in such a manner that the two entities aren't discernable anymore. And such romantic picturisations can be plenty. But I guess its essentially about the comfort we as humans feel in the company of our partners.

I was looking for that in the wrong person!
When years of dilusions are shattered, it does hurt
And yes it certainly wasn't meant to be
Ending with something like
May love touch you someday

While love is more or less intangible, the end of it leaves you with a pain thats very real. Its not just about sitting quietly in a room alone with your thoughts, there's a real pain right there in your chest, like a hole widening gradually in your body right in the center of your chest. You try holding yourself together, placing a hand on your chest but you can still feel it, something sinking too low within your body. You just dont know whether to cry or stay silent. This pain empties you from within, leaving nothing behind, no emotions, no hurt, no memories. You're stunned, almost stoned! Things cease to make sense. And then slowly, gradually it hits you, the pain of what you've lost. You mumble stuff regardless of where you are. You laugh and cry incoherently. It kicks you like the finest scotch, giving you a high beyond your own comprehension. High on pain. And then when you've fallen asleep while high and finally wake up, the kick is gone, no hangover nothing. You face the overly bright morning sun and slave through the day realising every moment, of the emptiness, untill the pain returns to waste you again. To stone you again.