I can decide to block you
I can decide to stop messaging you
I can decide to stop calling you
I can decide to stop meeting you
I can , and I can and can

But what I cant stop , is why is it that my mornings just dont seem to have a Kickstarter ?
But what I cant stop , is crying my heart out while having my coffee and ginger biscuit.
But what I cant , is the lump in my throat when I eat breakfast , lunch or dinner.
But what I cant stop , is whenever I dress, wondering, would you approve of my colour attunement or you would gently prod me into a metamorphosis

But what I cant stop , is whom do I argue with or get enlightened by a different perspective when I read the newspapers.
But what I cant stop , is buying your favourite chips when I big basket something.
But what I cant stop, is to let my thoughts meander towards you even when I am supposedly busy
But what I cant stop, is to visualise you every time I close my eyes.

But what I cant stop, is missing your puns ‘intended’ and ‘unintended’ in our conversations.
But what I cant stop , is thinking about your eyes getting locked in my eyes
But what I cant stop , is your rich voice whispering sweet nothing’s in my ears .

But what I cant stop, is adding to my list of Netflix , your recommendations and yours likes
But what I cant stop , is acknowledging your confidence and affirmation in me which has transformed me into this unrecognisable multifarious person.
But what I cant stop, is being clueless when stuck in some logjam as there is no one to go to.

But what I cant stop, is realising that why do we worship Radha Krishna ? and not Rukhmini Krishna.
But what I cant stop, is envisaging a world where only you and me would be a part of it
But what I cant stop , is pondering did We deserve all this what happened ?
But what I cant stop , reflecting, why is it this hollowness in my heart , this ache in my soul seems to go deeper and deeper
But what I cant stop, is accepting the simple but the profound truth that I miss you every time I breathe .

What I cant stop , is envisioning that the no of breathes I take is the aggregation of my heart yearning for you.
What I cant stop , is ruminating all the blissful  time spent just being together .
What I cant stop, is promising myself that I will never be able to replace you with anyone else or maybe I dont want to, even if I know you have exited permanently from my life.
What I cant stop , is my never-ending tears as the only outlet for this sadness which has enveloped my life.

What I cant stop , is loving you till my ashes are buried deep down in some part of this universe, and still my each and every ash particle will still pine for just one glimpse of your smile and loving face.

As I know even today ::::::::::

You and only you.
You and only can get a twinkle in my eyes and my animated and bubbly face is a testament to your messages and phone calls whole day

You and only you make me feel that I can start again with nothing but my grit and a tabula rasa clean slate.
You and only you bring out that love and desire when my eyes see you either virtual or in real
You and only you bring out the best in me .
Sadly but evocative truth You and only you have the power to bring tears in my eyes .
You and only you bring out the raw passion in me.
You and only you , afore in my life make me complete .
You and only you is all I ever needed and solely will need in my life .
You and only you , I worship, love , respect , adore, and dote on .

Have I stopped anything?
Yes I have

I have stopped listening to music as there’s nobody to whom I can send the songs
I have stopped smiling as there is no one who can make me laugh or send me intelligent humour.
I have stopped hoping or being positive.
I have stopped believing in good of anyone and stopped trusting anyone .
I have stopped living , but yes still alive as maybe a person is considered alive as long as the person is breathing .