Taking it for granted

 Taking it for granted

 We all are so consumed in out petty fights,

That we feel hiding out our emotions is the only thing that's right.

We wanna show her or him,

That not falling for your love is the best ever thing. 

We grow old,

We grow worn .

Everything remains the same,

Maybe a lil monotonous lately .

But that is the ultimate thing..

We should not take our loved one for granted.

Maybe we all are  growing up and we know that they love you and you know you love them,.

But what does it all take to again outstate the same and similar facts. 

 Who knows! Who do!

We all are falling prey to what we think is right for us,

and what is true .

Cutting edges of our baffled our emotions, 

Can't be the solution of every single problem. 

Love is in the air,

Than why are you afraid to spread it?

Love is all you seek,

Than once you find it, why do you keep taking it for granted?

 The grants of gratitude,

And the will to feel alive in love.

Finally dies deep down inside,

When the feelings aren't expressed, it becomes worthless to try.

Past changes out to become more hollow,

The gradient of present even look more shallow.

Seasonal apoclypse become the daily nuisance of arguments,

When love get shattered in the piece  of mend and amends.

Trust me it's hard,when you have to try.

But it is harder, when you are the only one trying.

Trust me it's tough,when he doesn't revert back,the way he should,

But it's tougher,when he doesn't know how to react, and,

 how to distress in autumn's blue and summer's wood.

But gone are the cases for will and worth of falsehood,

When the hands don't meet and the hearts don't detach.

Try doing this, every time, at every hour and every fucking second of your non love making time,

Believe me, its the most difficult thing to drink at noon or at nine.

Shoeless lover can never reach out to his ways,

When even the solitary satisfaction is null.

Reaching out to oneself become more important,

When the one tries reaching out to other.

But we all get it the wrong way,

Not being grateful and putting the greatness into side bin,

The cause effect relationship can subdue this, only till she handles,

If she inhibitted trying, nothing would have the way to back off and strandle.

Gotta go ,and gotta sleep ,

 till the day breaks and the night ends.

But who do you think,

 you would make amends till brink?

Love is turmoil,

And "taking it or everthing for granted" is so common.

But when the past of dusty ways get cleared,

Nobody knows how to reconcile the mastered to be reared.

Now stop taking it for granted,

And getting it for granted.

Have your own worth,

Have your own facets of girth between your hearts.

It is bygone, so forget the back forth,

And start your neo journal of expressing every fucking thing clear.

Cause kisses and hugs won't express it all,

Say those wise words to tell your partner , that,"how much they mean to you,?" For sure.

How can they be sure?

How can you be happy?

When you both don't know,

That love at the end of the day is a happy tragedy .

So hold those hands,

And look into each other's eyes .

And say what is important,

And what would make the other person feel the needed vibe.

But vibes do change,

When they both would cater the need of left pain to estrange.

But angles go wide,

When disparity finds space in love to arrive.

But broken wings die,

And broken hearts cry.

When love that is left,

They Can't seek the true picture of what was their first lie?

Leeza