WORD SALAD

I lay outside waiting for you,in the cold, I should go away,you are using me I am told. Standing by your doorstep everyday, Waiting for you,I,anxiously in the cold,lay. You use me to let go of the day's remains, I'm am now just a collection of those stains. I know you are gone,long gone away, But can't help hoping you will return,I pray. Should have dusted off the fragments you left behind, But here they are indelibly ingrained in my mind. And when you will be back,as you do, I will unconditionally be there for you. I can't escape and in this doomed loop am bound, You have left my heart a bloody battleground.

For once i thought I will write something utterly useless.Something that has nothing to do with me.Something that isn't close to my heart.Something that people are interested in actually.Here goes.This is  a note to myself ..to watch out for these signs and hopefully stop myself before I make a complete idiot of myself in public. The butterfly stage I like to use the term cockroaches in your stomach..cause it isn't really a pleasant feeling is it?It feels like a punch in your stomach.Every time you see this person. Every time you see them with anyone else. Every time they notice you.They smile at you.(Or you keep staring at a photo of them smiling ...and hence feel like they are smiling at you ) The detective stage If you are thinking of Sherlock Holmes or that dude from what is that Hindi serial ..CID ? ...yeah well you obviously dunno how girls can snoop for information.Earlier it used to be this ohh-what-do-you-know-about- _____ .....