I Wonder How Different People Will Perceive Me If They Saw Me Through My Eyes. Would It Make More Sense

I wonder how different people will perceive me if they saw me through my eyes. Would it make more sense to be by my side? Or they would not have enough potential to sort me out like I have done? Will I be more transparent to them? Will they like me more than before? Or less than anytime? Will they see my dagger and sword, or my flowers and books? Will they hold on to, the sadistic me, or the poetic me?

It is not always possible to hold the same throne in someone's life, where you make them sit. That doesn't reduce the worth of you but there is a more beautiful throne waiting, where the owner awaits your arrival and shall cherish you like they do to a king. The subordinate throne, where you deserved better, is only a reminder to not settle with what looks good right now, but won't in the long run.

I love being trusted as a secret keeper. Like come dear, shed all your secrets in me, and I am so good at it, that I shall forget that myself or atleast pretend to forget for the sake of your security. I shall not talk about it again, even to you, so your forget you even shared it with me. And I shall go down in my grave, proud that I kept my words of keeping it a secret.

There are times when all of us wake up at the middle of the night, and nothing seems alright or suitable. Sometimes despite being at home, we realise we are not at the place that feels home to our hearts. And if you look at it that way, then we are always hustling to reach home. There is a home shaped void in us, that will fill only the day when we find what we are looking for. A place that is home to our hearts.

Suffering in silence is not bravery, nor it is an act of self sufficiency. There is something fulfilling about being vocal about what goes on in our hearts, good or bad. Certain presence often drives us to the realisation that suffering in silence is not worth it.

If your tomorrow starts without me, know that the last conversation we had ended on the best note. Harbour no guilts or ill feelings if you couldn't address me the way I deserved. Know that your importance didn't lie in the superficial expressions, talks or exchanges between us, but deep within my heart, that always made me love myself a little more for bringing you in my life.

If you feel sad about my absence, know that your presence for that one moment made more sense than my absence for eternity. If I included you in my heart, you'd always own a special place, even if the heart dies. There, in every fleeting moment, my absence shall caress you even if my presence couldn't.

I would love to know you miss me, but do not hold on the memories so hard that they bruise your palm. Your hurt shall pain even my dead body.

Instead, remember me once in a while, smile as huge as you do today beside me. Your smile shall make me immortal. Even if we are realms apart, I shall still hide behind your softest smiles.

"If I were dead tomorrow.."