I see you…
everywhere. In a gait, a familiar hair pattern, a faraway face. My heart skips a beat, joyous that you might be back. Only for a second, before I chide myself. I wish you fulfilment. That you should be where you’d…
everywhere. In a gait, a familiar hair pattern, a faraway face. My heart skips a beat, joyous that you might be back. Only for a second, before I chide myself. I wish you fulfilment. That you should be where you’d…
…and I didn’t love you the way you wanted me to didn’t love you right didn’t love you as much as you needed me to didn’t love you enough didn’t love you with all of me not unconditionally But I…
…laughing the loudest while hurting the deepest Teaching me to laugh at myself, through hurt and hurdles It’ll pass. Or not. And I learned fast. Your laughter raw, tinged with bitter sarcasm, self-deprecating contagious And we laughed belly…
…so I miss you across continents, I miss you hear your voice on phone in another city, I miss you hear your voice in the room next door, and still so far away so I miss you across our dinner…
My mistakes are snapshot, enlarged and mood framed with background emotions. For present castigation and future past reference. Your mistakes slip past you in a profound silence that muffles the shattering damage they leave in their wake. They move so…