To have met a stranger
To remain strangers
You never said 'I love you'
But you made me feel you loved me too
For a stranger, you were my favorite
You always would be, I thought of it
We're so close yet lightyears apart
Thank you for making me realize I have a heart
Started as one
Back from where it has begun
A stranger who walked a path of two
And a writer who can finally bid adieu

I was red, you were blue
You had a different hue
I was me and you were you
Together, we had our own color
Together we were purple

Breathing nothing but confusion
Living in an ambiguous situation
Amidst the uncontrolled explosion
Clutched by a whirlwind of commotion
Entrapped by daily damnation
Your voice is still  my only salvation

The singing of phones cut midway
The conversations that flow exactly after
The unnoticed change from night to day
The difference in context of everything that mattered

Now there was...

The silence of phones that used to ring nonstop
The ringing of phones currently unanswered
The mornings when it's impossible to get up
The middays wherein silence is heard
The nights when it's impossible to sleep
The midnights when eyes won't even blink
The day breaks that slowly creep
The dawns that felt like the sun was going to sink
The dusks wherein the rain poured
The fading daylight which was warmly gazed upon
The darkness of a nightfall which enveloped that unspoken word
The gust of air that continues changing from here on
The burning of letters that should have existed
And
The writing of letters that no longer exist