Blessedness of sleep
Ceases sorrows awhile

To perish deep
Freeing souls to fly

It came to me as a flutter;
The words he had mutter.

Sighs escaped my lips;
Remembered the sudden slips.

A fleeting joy he brought;
A lasting pain I caught.

For him to be reluctant;
My loath became abundant.

But he's not to blame;
Because I took that lane.

Butterflies in my core;
He left, my heart is sore.

Though I ought to accept;
All the promises he kept.

"Flutter anytime" I say;
You'll always be my ray.

That day I had to relearn how to breathe again,
Differently; I had to know what it was like before you,
What it’s like to carry a freshly cut wound;
Delicate; everywhere with me.

That day I had to relearn to walk again,
Straight, without checking any recent messages
Not tripping upon a memory stricken in midday
Seeing everything around me through new eyes;
that somehow everything does not relate to what you like and how you were.
Relearning how to be me again.
To stop from having to ask about you.
Refrain myself from caring and worrying.
To learn how to manage my time better,
to fill the living void inside of me,
Realizing that as from today..
You are not a part of me.

That day I had to remind myself that sugar did not make my coffee sweeter.
That coffee has always been bitter.
That day I had to remind myself that the day was longer;
That the ticks of the clocks were slower.

That day was a miraculous rebirth of a new entity
A new mind, a new set of rules and priorities
You became the change in me;
As I was the change in you.
And I shall give you that part of me,
That part who gave herself to you.
You can have her.
Though she might not retain in your mind much long.
You ought to know that she still has a profound respect towards you.

I'm here again, a place where I have rest my trails, prints of tears, echos of sighs.

A common place. Serene with memories of the past, images of her, me and I.

Ever so blind, shallow cuts deepened by the trickling, drops of sorrow. Alone, distant in darkness.

Embracing all of me, crawling into me, my lost spirit. Takes all of me from the spine towards centre of my neck, into my mind.

Linking the damaged path to my heart. Reviving the concious. For I have lived unconciously for so long.

To here I shall return. My common place, ever so common. Yet changed by who I am now. I return back here, now.

The present day.