Musings — I Miss You All.
I know you think it’s crazy, I know you think I am crazy, I know this is crazy, But I still miss you.
I was there but never a part of it.
I was just a guy out of his place there who had got a space but could never actually fit in. Still, I enjoyed sitting with you all, laughing with you when you actually laughed at me.
I know I was not welcome, but little did I care because lonely rooms were colder than that place.
Being looked down upon for being me was not something I enjoyed, but hey, there was that hope that we could be friends someday.
That girl I liked, who was popular in class, please tell her that I existed, and somehow still do. The first time our eyes met, I tried to smile because I couldn’t speak. But her eyes spoke. And they did it louder than anything else and called me a creep.
But smiling at each other is the first step of human interaction, and it was all quite common for you guys. Then, where did I go wrong? Haha. Well, who cares. I got no complaints.
I still remember walking in corridors, with downpours making life all the more beautiful than it ever was.
I still remember how I was scared back then that those moments would just pass, and I would have to go back to that lonely room again.
My fears actually came true.
Life, it’s lonely again.
You came, became a part of my life, and filled it with colors I never imagined could be done. Thanks for that. And yes, I miss you all.
— Gulshan
