you will
certainly be
the ultimate,
paining death
of me.

it was a blurry saturday night,
the sky cleared from the thick clouds,
bodies were swaying and
music was playing,
but all i felt was emptiness
and all i heard was silence.

and on that tipsy saturday night
while the wind was blowing in my face,
i thought of you, here-
next to me, holding my hand,
trying to hide that broad smile
on your glowing face.

the one thing i learned that chilly night,
was that no one will ever love you
the way i loved you, and how
i loved everything about you,
no matter your flaws and imperfections.

the moment of surprise,
hold of breath,
wandering eyes,
cloudy skies,
crowded place,
elevated space,
racing heart,
i'm fallen apart,
tight grip on your colar,
don't be so bipolar,
red lipstick kisses,
heartbroken pieces,
messy hair,
we are the perfect pair,
only when you leave me,
you will see,
why we were so reckless,
young and careless,
fooling around,
misbehaving without a sound,
our hearts wound,
unfixable,
dismissable.