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The place,
Where the clouds
Meet the mountains
The vista of it ,
To get lost within
Its euphony,
The higher
And higher
It is
The more beauteous
It becomes
Times wrath
And
To be infrangible
I wonder
And I repent the retention.

There was a bunch
And we couldn’t even pore on one.

There was fleeting of time
As It was too abrupt.

I wish we had more
To hash out all our thoughts.
What’s my life
Without you?
I wonder
I rue.
If I pave
a path
How can I go
In there?
Without
You.
It seems
Like you’re
always here.
So
Maybe
I’m concealed.
I feel
Your warmth
Your tenderness
Towards me.
So
How can I live
In a life
When you’re
Not in it?
Even today
I can feel
Your smell,
Your warmth presence
Around me.
The way
You used to comfort me
Behold me,
Handle me.
Which now seems
Completely unreal.
It constantly feels
Like you’re
with me.
Sitting on that
Same couch
Where we used to chat
For all the day long.
And
Watching together
Our favourite sitcom.
I perpetually feel
You’re calling me.
In the same phone
We used to speak
For hours and hours.
By blushing,
And Laughing.
I still feel like
We’re hanging out
With each other
In the same place
Where we first met.
The fragrance
Of which
Still lies in my nostrils.
And
I feel like
An absolute fool
Whenever I cogitate
About us.
I wish
We had more
To hash out
Our thoughts.  
But
You never turned back
Not even once
When you left.
So how am I supposed to bring you back in the same life where we once used to carve our own little stories?
I do!

— The End —