When you find time for me a day before you leave.You get a telephone just so we can talk while you are in the Big Sam.You get credit on your telephone so we can be in touch and send me numbers of all your hosts so we can chat and stay in touch.
When you tell me all the things you did.On your own or with the company that you had..where you laughed, where you felt sad..how you thought of me all the while!
When you cried at night at the thought of my being engaged and suffered the pains of my impending departure..
When you call for me as you stand under the Niagara or message me from New York.
When you lift yourself from sickbed in London just to write me mail and think of me while you doze...
When you do all this...
And yet I feel deep pain..
The pain of not hearing from you every time i feel like hearing from you.
Pain of not being at your side while you frolic in a foreign land. Pain of not having you by my side to discuss any matter small or large...
Pain of not being with you as you lie sick in bed.
Then I know that Love is just not enough...
Just not enough to feel the voids,
not enough to fill the gaps..not enough to quench the thirst...not enough to quell the pain...
Its all consuming,is this love.
It seeks to consume everything in its wake. peace, rest and sleep for sure.
Its all or nothing for this thing called Love. All the pleasures and the pains, to enjoy, suffer or endure. Or Its Nothing...just the voids, pains, memories...to enjoy ...to endure..
So what do you choose Bebo dear....All or Nothing...?? Love is just not enough anymore...
