A Bruised Heart ♥

It got bruised long back when I first met you. I thought it would all be hunky dory. But..  To no one's big eyes expression..
You and I never shared anything relatable,  yet we found solace in each other's company sharing our joys,  sorrows,  fears of present that lead to our future; The studies that kept us busy, the degrees that kept us awake.. And for what not.
More from the emotions that held us together,  the bond of friendship established itself so strong and we hadn't even had a glimpse of it.
It was Intimidating at times to ask you to be on phone. There were pleadings from my end which led only to bickering and nothing else. Pleads to speak over the call and bickering to 'Only' meet - up and no talks.
It had always been difficult but you know what was cumbersome.. to get you back on the right note.
You never seemed bothered much about anything that troubled me extensively.
Nothing could clutch your heart. None of the sentiments could ever turn you to a softer side.
It wasn't that you had a hard bosom, but because you were strong enough so that nothing grasps you.
You taught me goodness in humans  when I actually started to believe there are no good guys left maybe. And that our affection can't change for good in any person.. You proved all this could happen.
The perfect non-veggie became a vegan.
Every morning waking up,  going to the loo while on phone and then going downstairs,  running to that 'ande-wala' and ordering him "bhaiya do andon ka omelette bana do.. " had always made me crunch my nose and made me think this can never be something else.
But,  to my surprise it did.
The booze had also lost its charm over you. And I was shocked to see you that clean.

All these things of past resides here in me. And now made me wonder about where we stand today.
A word or two can't even be shared. Weeping and succumbing has become the only way out .
The heart aches.  It has bruises; the bruises that had always been there but shared different color.
The harmony that lasted long back, gave it pink rose as its shade. The stop button has led  to its bleeding...