He Wanted Her Know

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They were in middle of a field in the middle of nowhere. Golden coloured tall grass was swaying with the gentle wind. Her dark hair was also flowing with the wind, sometimes covering her face. She didn't know how beautiful she was, he thought. But she has to know, he wanted to let her know. He wanted her to know that she was the most beautiful person inside out he has ever known, she knew him and understood him in ways nobody could, he wanted to be with her all the time, she made him unimaginably happy, it physically hurt him to see her cry, he didn't know what she felt but he wanted her to know. He didn't know what she would say but he knows he won't be able to hold it on for long.

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She knew that she loved him, how can she not, she spent her every living moment thinking about him. But knew she knew that he didn't love her, not like she loved him. She was not the type of person he can love. She was not pretty enough, not funny enough. She knew that what she wanted from him, could never get that. So, she won't say anything because that right in the field in the middle of nowhere, even if she could have that much, she would be the happiest person alive. He made her happy and she wanted this happiness forever but she cannot have it so, she doesn't say anything trying to keep this happiness as long as possible.

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Me And That Feeling

Ever get that feeling after you watch something - a show or anything or you listen to something - line or a song or you read something and there is a sudden urge to do something, in that moment feel you can do anything, you can conquer the world if you want to. You cannot sit on one place, you have to get up and do something. I get this feeling a lot after reading, watching or listening. I don't know what to do with that feeling. The feeling is of pure power and strength. Is that how you get inspired ? I think it is adrenaline I don't know but whenever I get that feeling I find way stand up and I start walking really fast. And then I start imagining myself as a part of the thing I experienced and I feel so happy when I go that and then the feeling goes away. I know I waste that feeling every time it comes to me. I imagine. I do that a lot and because of that I don't really do anything. But when I imagine just for once I have everything I ever wanted and life is perfect and I am happy. Everything is fine and it is where is supposed to be. There is no confusion, no uncertainty, only dreams coming true. That is why I imagine because life is so much better that way. I know imagination is running away from real life and not doing anything. You gain nothing out of it but another load of dreams which you do nothing to fulfill. I mean it is great but it is after all imagination not reality. It makes  you happy but that happiness isn't forever. So, this time when I got that feeling, I wrote this.