दिल की बातें, सीधे से

Why is this dazed feeling..a feeling of being lost forgetting where and who am I? No jolt is strong enough - not even that strong cup of coffee and in this stark day , I am half asleep when i am thinking about you. I feel I just stepped out of that door, the door we closed as we went inside and tranformed ourselves into one but now as I look back no house no door just sky above my head and earth under my feet I still want to hide myself in those arms ...and that chest.. bury my face there for ever Its cold out here I m dazed again... what force would that be that will tell me open your eyes and look around , you are not what you imagine youself to be truth ..reality...