Miles to go...

As the day ends too late... board a different bus...an unobtrusive different route charting towards the same weary destination - home.
I feel tears stream down my eyes.They have made my cheeks too a regular course,it seems.A lonely one.
I long for the same arms to hold me.I long for love.As i have, all the conscious hours of my life.
I was asked how i could be left alone in the middle of a street in the middle of a night...in the middle of a fight...maybe in the middle of some obsolete love.
Today the scene's different. I'm alone. I realized how right a dear one was.We all are.Eventually. A sad feeling.I'm alone today...not just at night, but even during the day.
The only one who i prioritised the highest in my life...guiltily and maybe it's an unforgivable sin too, doesn't even know whether i'm alive or dead.
I long for a song.
Maybe not just one,but a whole album...
Through the pain that feels like i'm drinking a poison slowly with excruciating pain, and is searing down my eyes uncontrollably,i talk to myself softly(don't want my colleague sitting beside me to think i'm mad u know...)
I whisper to myself the words of my favourite song...trying to concentrate on something beautiful and nice at the end of an exhaustive day. They come.Forgotten,unforgettable melodies. The violins.The cellos.The prance of a flute. Am i lost in the song ? No. I still hurt.my heart's aching.big time ya...the tears are simply squeezing out of my heart.

The song washes over me...like as if it bathes my soul with warm water...
and another one comes awake with an ethereal, and sweet fragrance :
"Goodbye's the saddest word i'll ever hear....
Goodbye's the last time i'll hold u near...
...That a love so strong...will someday be gone...
...It'll break my heart to hear u say goodbye."

Something stirs a recollection...of a golden thought in an antique memory - Daddy had once told me,"no one can be your best friend...someday there's gonna be no one for you...at that time only one friend will help you to get through - music.Don't let go its company.Ever."
His words echo like as if they were meant to be heard today.You were so right Daddy.
Even with a broken heart, the heart does go on...beats on.Sometimes i wish it would stop.Rest awhile.In this crazy world where we try to be strong everyday...every night.
More memories.More recollections.Of every harsh word spoken. Of beautiful gestures shown. I pray for Forgiveness from the Almighty.
And suddenly the bus lurches.I remember i'm destined to go somewhere.I almost miss my stop.I get up in a haste. Make a fool of myself again as i forget to wipe away my tears.
I get down the bus.
I remove my silent cell.The network is silently perched on the display.
No word from him.Life moves on quiely.My heart breaks a millionth time again.Silently.
There are still miles to go...
...before i sleep.