It was sudden,
When we fell in love,
He doesn't know this,
But I fell first.

It was almost surreal,
How fast it happened,
Yet now, a silence descends,
Where once laughter danced.

In his eyes, a shadow,
A distant, wistful gaze,
I saw him fall out of love,
In the soft, fading embrace.

The echoes of our whispers,
Now lost in the breeze,
As memories unravel,
Leaving me to grieve.

I trace the lines of his face,
Searching for what's gone,
But love's fleeting touch,
Now lingers, withdrawn.

I saw him fall out of love with me,
A quiet departure, unseen,
Leaving me to reconcile,
The fragments of what has been.

Everybody sees you laugh
No one sees you cry
Everybody knows you're lonely
But nobody knows why
Everybody sees you living
But they don't see how much you die
Get into my shoes if you dare
I don't think you'd make it this far
You wouldn't, would you ?
Now that my friend is a lie

Got so tired of getting my heart broken
that I started breaking my own heart.
Went from waiting for the pain
to giving myself pain first.
Lost count of the nights I apologised to my heart for making it cry
and then cried myself to sleep.
How did I end up here?

The perpetual want of being held
by someone who recognises
just how touchstarved I am

Nowadays I catch myself
dreaming -

Reading your favourite book
while we sit under a shady tree
on a breezy day
in a busy world

And as the breeze washes over you
and you fall asleep on my lap
I would silently bask in the feeling
of being irretrievably in love with you

How exquisite would it be
if this dream was to take form
of actuality?

I don't remember traveling to the tunnel
But I somehow got there
I don't remember how I travelled
Or if I paid the fare

As I entered the tunnel
A terrifying air surrounded me
Just when I wanted to turn and run
The tunnel turned into sea

I don't know how to swim
But I do know how to drown
As I surfaced to gasp for air
I was suddenly in a town

The town was empty and silent
And I was there alone
Just when I started to panic
I woke up at home

Till this day, every nightmare
is a journey through that tunnel.

It's strange
How lately I have not been myself
Yet no one seems to notice
Lately I didnt smile much and
There was a slight crack in my voice
Lately I wondered a lot
About where my life was headed
Lately it hasn't been so clear
What exactly in life I needed
But lately I've pulled myself
Out of countless dark spaces
It's strange
How lately I have been the most myself I ever was