I am a Skeptic about a lot of things - 'best sellers', happily married forever, 'long-lasting' love, to serious stuff like objectivity and moral realism. Along the same lines I am highly doubting the probability of finding the right guy. I am just waiting to be proved wrong, as any sensible person would do. And by the way after a long time a try at poetry :)
I sincerely hope that I do not feel this way few years down the lane. But the skeptic in me has a different view.
You think you know me
Like the back of your hand
Or so, you brag with glee
You don't, you understand?
You might know my habits
Probably, got used to them
Especially those that fits
You and your routine rhythm
Six years of marriage does that
Two strangers entwined forever
who trade own dreams to
Fall into life of 'together'
Between those in laws and payment
Who has time to seek and be sought
My presence is a mere acknowledgement
Of the challenges mutually to be fought
Lying on bed after a spent up night
Pretending not to hear those voices
Those of the past life with all the might
Reliving every one of the choices
Did I make the right one?
Why Is it too hard to comprehend?
Is too late and wrong to live on my own?
Is somebody out there to understand
what I go through and pull me out
And just say that I would do alright!
Of all the hopes and dreads I got
I wish that somebody was you at least tonight!
Deep down I know you are just not him
The one I craved and hoped I would find.
I say myself it was just part of my whim
Yet the heart, that knows better, is truly unkind!