Wondering

Still wondering why and when did it affect me. At which part did the smile leave my face and I became sober? At which instance did my laughter stop and I became quiet? It's been a while and I thought that I had a cap on it. But caps do fall off.

I'm still trying to forget. Time is supposed to heal. I hope so. It's been some time already.

I look forward to the day when I look at you, and I won't feel a thing anymore, indifferent. I look forward to the time when you won't arrest my laughter. I look forward when my wings won't be clipped by how you feel.