The Same Life

He’s looking me straight in the eye, as far as could be, a million dialogs passed a life, with melancholy, joy and all doubts… Time always faces us, the shocking realities and surprising ceremonies all in one life. There has been no possibility to live the same moments again with same feelings, same hopes, same dreams… Something strange in our relation tone, never same… Why should anyone expect all good in life with endless pipe dreams and hopes? Would you ever live the same life with the same hurt to live the same beautiful moments again? Would I? I am confused. There had been many times you had wanted to leave before you got aged. Now, it is only time to stay at home, in the reliable neighbourhood, in the same city, with the same life, which you know really well with the same streets, same scent, same sense… It took plenty of years to be patient in every kind of moment in the life, I must say time works fine for it, it sure makes you realize that controlling the life and fate is never possible… It had never left you to do your exact plans forever before you decided to go away from the probable moment you would live. Everything might have been worse. Even I had a tough time around you in years, how grateful I am for a second chance to continue to live with you… Thank goodness! You didn’t die in the accident, dear…