The whole of me

I was told, I was the woman to walk the mountains with


And since then, I have walked hills and rivers, in my mind
I have travelled the length and breadth of my being
To see if you would come along to walk with me

But I dont think you believe, do you?

But I swear I do walk, cos sometimes I wake up with smell of sand and sea in my hair
Of nascent flowers on the hills
I smell of cotton balls, and delicate dreams

Craving to be in a place called mine
I have owned and disowned you a thousand times, at my own will
Yes, I have trespassed a few boundaries
Its strange that you never got to know..

But I swear I did own you...sometime someplace,
cos sometimes I wake up speaking words I have never spoken before
Conversation I could have had only with you,and noone else

They say I leave people, I have them when I need them, when I am broken
But do they even know...
There have been men I met, men who deserved only the half broken me?
That me who does not know herself, that me who forgets herself

Maybe they were there for a reason, for a trifle or for a season
reason is gone, trifle is over, and so are they

But you deserve the whole of me
The sweet, bitter me
The laughing me, the chatter box me,the loving me

The me who melts and resurrects
the me who knows no bounds
The me who waits and cries

Maybe I will be broken again, and will belong to many once more
But the whole of me will stand to be owned, just by you

hazaaron khwahishen aisi ki har khawahish pe dum nikale
bahut nikale mere armaan lekin fir bhi kam nikale