LOVE BOYS, BUT NEVER CHASE BEHIND

 And that day I slept like  never before , and I slept and slept And slept and I couldn't cry anymore. I lost my breath in between and I knew exactly  how panic feels like, right in my damn chest. How someone loses their breath and  I skipped my geography exam and rotted  in my bed and tried to forget all about that and try to forgive you from all of my heart. But that day I came to know what sleep feels like, when you are half dead, trying to numb your mind to every single thought. 

I overslept till I could no more remember that how heartbreaks like these are the testaments of girlhood wonders . I felt someone bored a dart in my heart and made me stuck for a while and after that I definitely felt my past troubles reconciled. But I still feel like talking about the how sleep was the only way that didn't let me think about what you did to me and moving on is definitely not a one day thing . I don't remember you by face or voice and I even deleted your number an year ago but sometimes I put my head in my hands and regret why I loved you so. 

Sleeping cured me in a way more than one , and I don't know how many times I slept like that from then to now. I still take my necessary precautions  and follow a checklist of adequacy while dating  a man, remembering the lessons I was taught so early on. Like if someone doesn't prioritizes you, don't run, don't chase or you will fall and maybe once or twice the bruise would hurt you less because you are a forgiving child but the more you will fall, the more displeasure would curate with time and I still remember my notes and I keep them tied near to my adolescent desk and look back at them , as they read 

"Love boys, but never chase behind."

" Men so fine with looks and hooks , would bring their pseudo personality with  them in no time and ladies like us won't mind"

"Love boys, but never chase behind "

Leeza