Two Years

Two years. Two years have passed. She comes and goes whenever she closes her eyes and even when she opens them. Time has passed by but her heart has remained a vulnerable organ, which knows how to beat but has forgotten how to love. She has learned to live without her but she wasn't able to live it as much as  she has thought. She tried to be the old self; who probably is buried deep down. She fails to trigger the self. She tried to reason every way around to find why, is that she left her. But till now the why remained a cryptic code, harder to break than she has ever imagined. She believes that she is watching out for her. But she doesn't know where exactly she is. That's what she has lived for two years. Hoping, believing, living and cherishing with her.