His Existence

Lost in his existence, forgetting my present not caring about my future just living in his existence today, tomorrow and forever.


His existence is no more his, now his existence means poetry, love, music, moon and everything beautiful that exists.



He and his existence is what gives me words to write to describe every possible feelings that exist just in the same way he loves to live, love and laugh.


My existence today, tomorrow and forever will depend on his, the difference is mine is just like the night sky with a moon shining brightly making it worth a million universe and his is the glitters of those universes.

I seek solace under its light and always feel a Sense of epiphany while being miles apart, the power his existence holds is clearly visible in my words and that is the best response I can get after captivating him in my words.


The world seems temporary for me, the only thing beyond this world which seems to exist is his existence in me.