The first time we met, your eyes glinted in the afternoon sunlight.
I pondered,
I adored,
I loved your shy personality.

Then when I got to know you more,
I was hooked.
Your lovingness, your care, your optimism,
had me thrown into pirouettes.

We laughed, we hugged.
We talked, we cried.
We shared our secrets and our lives together.
We were complete.

Until that one moment, when you pulled my heart strings too far,
and left me to throb in pain.
My heart aches as it harrowingly beats.
And tears roll down my flushed cheeks in rivulets.

I see them clasping each other's hand,
planted on a wooden bench,
head on shoulder,
and carving a smile at the winter clouds.

They hold each other's embrace in the chilly flurry of air,
their eyes shut,
seizing the moment,
and allowing their hearts to slowly, but surely entwine with one another.

I gaze at them, longing for what they have.
My heart sinks at my despair and companionless thoughts.

The only thing I can do now, is to keep scrolling.
My eyes fixed on the screen of my device,
my thumbs flicker from one side to another.
I keep myself distracted, vacantly staring at the pixels beneath the tip of my index finger.

Ultimately, the thoughts strike in its final wave.
Anxiety flushes over my sense of self,
and I realise.
That I.
I am.
the odd one out.

Disconsolate.

Left alone two times in one day.
How many times will you betray?
You know how emotional I get.
Are you trying to make me upset?

Your excuses and explanations, I do not want to hear.
If you keep talking, I will disappear.
You try to get my attention by giving me a shove.
All I want, is your love.

My heart is a fragile little thing.
It can be broken easily, like a piece of string.
You only need to heal my heart.
From then I know, I can assure you, we will not be apart.

To be hugged by someone you love,
Is not a simple matter.

The first hug was shy and awkward,
But the second hug was warm and complete.

The heat radiating from him on a cold winter's day,
Warms me up.

His arms circling around me,
It feels like home.

It is like we are meant to be,
As we fit completely with each other.

I feel safe in his arms,
Like he is protecting me from the outside world.

I can tell that every hug I get from him is full of love,
As I also put all my love into my hugs.

One hug can make you feel special and happy,
So treasure that hug and do not forget.

Hugs from mothers.
Hugs from fathers.
Hugs from grandparents.
Which hug do you prefer?

Hugs from aunties.
Hugs from uncles.
Hugs from cousins.
Which hug do you prefer?

Hugs from girls.
Hugs from boys.
Hugs from friends.
Which hug do you prefer?

A loving hug from my love is what I prefer.

I was heartless.
I was cruel.
I was harsh to the person I love.

I could not feel nor see love.
It was all lost, all taken away from me.
I made my one true love shed tears.

I was locked in an emotionless world.
Everything I saw and heard meant nothing to me.
I was an empty soul.

I thought I would not...could not love again,
But I heard the words that freed my lost soul.
"Give back the girl I love"

A single tear rolled down my cheek.
As he started saying more, tears kept on pouring out.
I could not stop them.

Emotions started coming back to me.
I could feel sadness and guilt,
But most of all,
I could love once again.

La La La.
Tick Tock. Tick Tock.
Ha Ha Ha.

Could this cluster of syllables manifest my slow but assured insanity?

Tick Tock. Tick Tock.

Oh.

Who is that strange man in the mirror?

Oh wait.

It's only me.

Ha Ha Ha.

Tick Tock. Tick Tock.

And off I go.