20 April, 2012

I Confess, I Cheated

Do you know what it's like to cheat on someone? Someone you love very much? Someone who has done so much for you, someone who's presence is why you still exist and have some pride in yourself, some self-worth?
One day, everything seems perfect, like you have everything you'll ever need from anyone and the next, you have slipped on the (w)hoary edges and fallen into the icy depths of faithlessness. 


You know it's wrong and the first few times you even try to stop. The guilt eats into your very soul invading your every thought, every action. You can't stop thinking about all the good times you have had, the kind gestures, the joy and the comfort of just having someone to call your own. You can't stop evaluating if it's worth it, if it's worth giving all that up for a few moments of pure pleasure. But once you start, you can't but go on until thoughts cease to exist and only ecstasy prevails. 


But they say, acceptance is the first step to cure. 
I confess, I cheated.


I am married to Words and I cheated. 


It was just one time, one action. I had even forgotten the Pinterest password. I did not even have an account on Instagram or weheartit. I pooh-poohed their advances and used them for my convenience. I used them all to make Words happy. I made Words meet them too, in hope that every time I feel like slipping, I will remember the scene of both of them together and be assured of who was better. 


But alas, they did catch up with me; they lured me in with the indescribable beauty they radiate, a beauty that the secret, crappy photographer in me lusted after. They made me their unchained slave, they brought me to my knees and do their bidding without so much as a bad internet connection... so much as 300 repins in a day. I became a junkie, I was out of control. Looking at beautiful photos from all over the world, funny quotes and out-of-this-world food porn till my battery drained out. No amount of control could stop me from getting out of bed without atleast 20 repins from Pinterest. I craved for Instagram's attention; I started taking pictures like a maniac on weed, JUST to impress her. I even pinned and hearted at the same time. 


Words never said a word. I'm sure he knew, which only made it worse. Slowly, I started making excuses to Words. I said, "I am busy with assignments, I need time to sort things out." Then I started outright lying, "I don't like your new interface, there is a general lull, none of my friends are here anyway." He still never said anything. Every time I opened Blogger, I felt the acidic guilt and the painful sadness of a relationship once cherished. And every time I turned away and went back, coward that I was.


Today, I scrolled down my baby with no intention of posting anything, when the archives' count caught my attention and screamed out at me all the abuses that Words refused to say to me. Words always kept faith in my love, never asked for anything in return. And somehow, like a bolt of lightning, sense prevailed while I realized where my true loyalties lie.


I might slip, I might fall. 
I might even go several miles on the wrong path. 
But I will always come back to you, my love.
For I'm married to you.
And I married you for a reason.


I'm sorry for all the hurt.
I promise to write and make it go away.
I promise to make it up to you any way I need to.
For I know you deserve much better.


I love you, Words.
Always did. Always will.


P.S: This was whimsical, to say the least :D
P.P.S: I know a picture says a 1000 words but without those words how does the picture intend to convey it's beauty to all and sundry? I became a picture junkie for a while but now I'm back where I belong :)
P.P.S.S: This is one way of making it up to Words, not using any pictures for the post :P

47 comments:

  1. That was surprisingly sweet and very whimsical :) I'm sure Words will forgive you.

    ReplyDelete
  2. Thank goodness.Words finally wooed you back.:-D

    ReplyDelete
  3. I know the feeling. :)
    Good one.

    ReplyDelete
  4. Me happy to have you back on blogger! I m somewhat going through the same thing ..

    ReplyDelete
  5. And yes I m making ur lil poem my status on gmail :P

    ReplyDelete
  6. Words. They're all a writer has. Our thoughts resemble here way too much!

    Wonderful post!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Yes, however distracted we get, we always have to come back to Words :) Thanks you..

      Delete
  7. hayiee... this was nice.. and true love lasts and this marriage is sure to survive :D

    ReplyDelete
  8. Yes, you cheated. You forgot my words ;) Anyhow, past week passed without a word from you, so I posted this :)

    http://littlemomentsofbliss.blogspot.in/2012/04/sweet-oblivion.html

    ReplyDelete
  9. and i am sure the words have definitely forgiven you , because you have used them once again so very nicely :)

    Bikram's

    ReplyDelete
  10. You cannot desert the form of expression that gives voice to your thoughts, no matter how astray you go, can you?

    Creative write-up. :D

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Nope, apparently how much ever I love pictures and photography, I'll always be attached to words more :) Thank you!

      Delete
  11. Aw, this was really unexpected and sweet :)

    ReplyDelete
  12. Peeve !!!!!!

    Share the sentiments about words-worth ;)

    Very nice this was :))

    ReplyDelete
  13. Good that you're back in the fold - be faithful now :P.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. I hope I can be mature and control the urges :P

      Delete
  14. its fine.... mistakes happen.... had cheated my parents too at a time.... remembered that

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. I meant this lightly, Elizer but thanks for the comment..

      Delete
  15. Dear Mrs.Words,

    Its only words,
    and words are all I have,
    to take your heart away

    P.S I think this song is what Mrs.Words tells to the world, after listening it from Mr.Words ;)

    -Visha

    ReplyDelete
  16. Its only words,
    and words are all I have,
    to take your heart away

    So says, Mr.Word to Mrs.Words ;)


    Beautiful piece, as usual!!

    -Visha

    ReplyDelete
  17. Hmmm finally!!

    Missed you being around. And words did forgive you, so shall we :)

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Hoi, you're one with all the partying in her life :P You don't talk okay :D

      Delete
  18. Damn, I was hopin fr somethin spicier.. :D

    Wow, if thts the case I've been whorin away on words fr quite a while now.. must get more posts on my blog :)

    Jokes apart, glad tht u back, PeeVee!! :)

    ReplyDelete
  19. You know what is the good thing about these good friends, they welcome us with open arms like nothing happened. It's okay that you cheated, now be faithful again and post more :)

    Cheers,
    Blasphemous Aesthete

    ReplyDelete
  20. love it!!!such a wonderful post. i fell in love wit your opening paragraph!

    ReplyDelete
  21. Can you "BE" any more misleading? Did your boyfriend get a heart attack lol? :D

    ReplyDelete
  22. :P Abi aka Ross, I hope he did for sometimes fear is a good thing. No? :D

    ReplyDelete
  23. Words and I share a relationship that goes beyond the ordinary...so loving this.

    ReplyDelete

Whatchu thinkin'?