They say you only realise how much you miss someone/something when you lose them. Well I didn't really believe in this so-called rule of love and separation. I like taking things for granted especially when I have given them due time, attention and affection.
But recently when it actually happened to me, I was dumbfounded. I was dreaming, day and night indeed. Dreaming of access to that one thing that I had taken for granted for the longest time.
I can't actually recall it but my family reminds me of this incident time and time again. I was about 2 and half years old when I got a terrible asthma attack. It was like in the movies, the patient lies in the ICU while the family stares through that absurd round window in the door, weeping to bits. So apparently when I first came to my senses, I had asked for what I had been missing all this while.
But recently when it actually happened to me, I was dumbfounded. I was dreaming, day and night indeed. Dreaming of access to that one thing that I had taken for granted for the longest time.
I can't actually recall it but my family reminds me of this incident time and time again. I was about 2 and half years old when I got a terrible asthma attack. It was like in the movies, the patient lies in the ICU while the family stares through that absurd round window in the door, weeping to bits. So apparently when I first came to my senses, I had asked for what I had been missing all this while.
Yes, I try to spend time with others but I hate it when they just can't match the comfort level I felt with the one I am trying to get over. The feeling that could turn scorching Tuesday afternoons to spring breeze and wake me up like a shot of caffeine is gone, gone until further notice. So one can imagine my attachment to it.
Moving on is tough but trying is not. So here I am trying new things, giving up hope on things that I have left behind. But my fizzy, cold glass of diet coke with a slice of lime - nothing like you will I ever find!