Chapter 71 - What kind of a companion was I? (1/2)

| Innaya |

Come away with me in the night,

Come away with me,

And I will write you a song.

Come away with me on a bus,

Come away where they can't tempt us, with their lies.

I want to walk with you,

On a cloudy day,

In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high,

So won't you try to come?

I had always felt, Norah Jones had a way with words. A beautiful way that always struck the right chord. 'Come Away With Me' had been one of my favorite songs for a long time, but it had never invoked the kind of feelings it was doing, today. Perhaps, because I was relating to the song on an extremely personal level.

I never had a boyfriend. I never had someone in my life for whom I developed feelings - romantic kind of feelings - fluffy kind of feelings - intimate kind of feelings - until Eshan walked in and made his permanent space in my heart without my conscious realization.

On a cloudy day,

In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high,

So won't you try to come?

The song fell in my ears again as I had put it on the loop, and I had an insane urge to rush back to Eshan. The lyrics, as if made for our situation, made me feel as if it was Eshan who was asking me to come to him.

How could I not go?

How could I not go?

I pulled the phone closer and paused the song as the urge grew intense. I sat on the couch for a couple of minutes more, debating if I should go or I shouldn't.

There was no debate about if I wanted to or not. I was dying to go to him. Seeing him from afar would have left me content, but it wasn't only about me. It was more about him.

I couldn't be selfish enough to suffocate him with my presence for the sake of my happiness, could I?

I hid my face in my palms as the thoughts clouded my mind, and guilt refused to leave me. I breathed deeply.

I wanted to be with Eshan, but at the cost of his peace? Never.

However, as I thought about it more, the realization hit me that without me, he wasn't in peace either. Sure, he might not be willing to see me, it might hurt him having me in front of him, but I knew, I was the elixir to his pain. Only I could take away all his pain, and be the remedy, just the way he was to me.

He hadn't left me all the times I asked him to, so how could I do that?

I already saw what our separation of two months did to him. The two months that he was away from me did nothing but left him to suffocate with every breath he took. I saw it today, with my eyes.

I must go to him. He needed me even though he wouldn't verbalize it.