frosty december night

I am alone in our room,
Which is full of
Your memories.
The crumbled bed.
The unpolished shoe.
Even the half wrapped gift,
You bought for me.
Nobody to wrap it again for me
As you are gone.

It was the frosty December night,
That I lost you.
It was the night that I hate the most.
Why did you have to pick me up?
It was the frosty December night,
That I lost you.

You are still near to me
Yet so far.
I can still smell your existence
But can’t feel your glance.
Three winters back
When I met you.
Three moon back,
When you were gone.

My life has no meaning without you.
My eyes won’t see another face.
No one will ever come again
So near to me.
It was always just you.
It will always be…
Just you.

I look at the dried roses,
Which filled up the room.
And I walk to open the present you,
bought.
It was a stone.
A sparkly one.
You were going to propose.
(I shake.
The tears jerk away after three days.)

It was the frosty December night,
That I lost you.
It was the night that I hate the most.
Why did you have to pick me up?
It was the frosty December night,
That I lost you.
I love you…

pick me. choose me . love me.

Meredith: I lied. I'm not...out...of this relationship. I'm in. I'm so in, it's humiliating, because here I am, begging--
Derek: Mere--
Meredith: Just...shut up. You say Meredith and I yell, remember?
Derek: Yeah.
Meredith: OK, Here it is. Your choice, it's simple. Her or me. And I'm sure she's really great. But Derek...I love you. In a really, really big...pretend to like your taste in music... let you eat the last piece of cheesecake... hold a radio over my head outside your bedroom window... unfortunate way that makes me hate you...love you. So pick me. Choose me. Love me.

So funny question…does love really makes us beg? Hmm what would I do? Funny question again….self respect is so important for majority of people actually; I am not an exception to it at all. I can never do or act something which could be against my self respect…but love makes you do stupid stuff…
Now dats a fact that every one knows ;-)
So coming back, possibilities of saying stuff, what Meredith says to Derek, in my case….
Maybe…
It’s very hypothetical actually what if there is someone whom I love a lot, so much that I feel he is the one. The one…I guess I would be chanting the same lines… no matter what happens; no matter if he tells me to get lost…but it would be like the one last chance being honest to him, one last chance to let out all your desperation…last chance to tell ‘I know there will or is a women in your life but no one can love you the way I have.’
Desperate?
Love is desperate…
And what if the line works and the guy says ‘man I love you too’… that’s a great day for everyone…lol

Meredith: [to Derek, who is standing behind her] I miss you. [Derek moves closer and sniffs her hair.]
Derek: I can't.

monoto.......yuk

for the past one fortnight i have been into medicines...one stupid thing will get over and the other would crop up.....there is no newspaper in my pg and that is also very irritating...i dont get to know whats going around me......my life presently is so monotonous that it smells stale....im craving to go home, craving to meet new people......the only thing which keeps me going is this internet...without wish i would probably hit myself on the wall