dilemma

Getting drenched by the evening rain, he thought of spending some time alone at the roof. But those cold winds made him realize that the rains were whispering to him and he jotted down these lines.......

Into Thin Air

that one night
when you'll run to me
finally

with the hope
of being held
in once outstretched arms

you'll notice
a whiff of my perfume
in the air

and clutch at
the emptiness
'cos I'll be gone.

             But now, he was in a dilemma. The question he asked again and again was a much bigger dilemma.

After having sailed into the sea of his "so-called" strong relation, he realized, that it was time he opened his eyes to reality. He had immense faith on his own ability to carry on with his love as well as on her. It was a dream come true when he had found her. They had been madly in love with each other. There was not one thing on earth when they felt that it was not meant to be. They were on cloud nine, until now. The more the time went by, the more he had a notion that things were not "so" bright now. Although she constantly reminded him of how much she loved her and how much she wanted to be with him, he still could not come to terms with her. 
She was not much expressive with her feelings for him. It was just that she somehow managed to get through. Maybe he expected a lot from her, but she could hardly come up to the mark. This made him mad. He could not handle the relation anymore. He constantly reminded her of what was she like in the very beginning. But she, in the spirit of being more mature, or whatever was it, paid less heed to what he felt. They were an awesome pair, no one like them. But, something somewhere was amiss. He felt that something was still missing. He could do anything to repair the damage, if ever there was one. On the other hand, she did not feel different about anything. Everything was the same for her. She could never realize that if she did not pay attention to him, things would not be the same ever. Time was running out. It was now or never. 
Something had to be done, but what? He could not decide what to do to make her come back to him, if at all she had gone. Was he hallucinating??? Or was it for real?? Does it happen to everyone, was all he could think. Why is it happening to me, was what he often felt. His happiness knew no bounds when he found her. The more he spoke to her, the more he had a reason to survive. His sole aim was 'to be' with his love. He wanted to reach his destination, to climb the mountain peak, where serenity resided. 
He often felt that he loved her much more than she loved him. He also felt that she was never in love with him. He knew it was not true, still something troubled him. He didn't know what, but he still knew. Sometimes he felt that putting an end to his sweet relation would be the right choice. But, he could not let himself come to it. Something stopped him from doing so. He could not bear the pain of estrangement. Mere the thought of it made him cry for hours together. Maybe what he wanted was too far away to happen. 
If only she understood her well and properly, could things be in place again. If only she gave him the kind of love and attention that he required, could they have been together today. But, as luck would have it, her indifference to his feelings and being in her own world was what kept him worried. He knew it well that such an attitude was not going to keep them together. His dilemma was taking his senses away. He was dying gradually. He needed to be with her. If only she knew.......if only she felt the same as him..........if only.......