I wish… A hug!

A hug! Just two arms wrapped around you – holding you, keeping you within, making you feel safe! So simple a word can be with not so simple meaning?!

A warm greeting, a firm handshake or an embrace are part of our lives so is the hug! Some do accept it some don’t. So what? What if I want one? What if I want someone to leap within? What if I want someone running to me to jump into my arms? What if I want to share love? What if I want to share my soul with you?

Whatsoever, I wanted to ask. It took toll of a quantity of adrenaline and lot more courage. But, I finally asked; I had to ask a hug. You hesitated; you stumbled but you let yourself go fluid and hid within my boyishly brawny clutch. I could feel overwhelming emotions; I could feel warmth being shared; I could witness two souls turning into one. I was happier more than the human race united could be ‘cas I was with YOU. That was a split second in time when 1 + 1 was infinity.

Months later, I again ask. The very same hug! But, with limp arm, you ask me why. Probably, you don’t remember the thunderstorms those arose; you forgot the sparkles that painted the surroundings; you didn’t learn by heart the feelings that we shared. I said I want it ‘cas I need it. You allow me to hug you. You are in my manly hold but I don’t feel the same. Something is missing. Oh! I did hug but I got none in return. There was no sharing, no loving, no caring.

I feel sorry for asking. I feel regret of having something you didn’t want to give. I swear never to ask you regardless of how desperate I may be or how badly I may crave. I decide to live life though my core knows what I has had is something I will always need but will never get – never forever. Although, I find so many others in life I never find the match to you – feel that I get by your hugs. Whatever I do, I would never be able to forget that feel that emotion of owning you.

Now, I always search someone who can run to me before even I ask for; someone who can make me feel safe; someone who understands that I need a hug before even I say HUG ME!; the one where I am allowed to be me with all my weaknesses intact and still I am the whole world to her.

Love… Care… Hug… Protect… Share… I wish…

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