as you try to weave through your words
                                 without bothering to look behind
                                as i breath again the familiar scent
                                thinking 'please, if you don't mind'

if i could just picture a perfect story
                                                           ­        of us last night
                                                           ­                                      intertwined
if you will just let me
                                          for one last time
                                                                            just be blind    

                              but for this particular moment
                                        let me be delusional                                           
                                          let's make a deal

                                           because cliches
                                   fairytales and love stories
                                      **those weren't real

I remember the rainy night I showed up on your door step begging for answers

It was 2 years later and I cried like it was yesterday

You invited me in and even though I hated you, in I walked

I remember feeling brave
I remember feeling broken, shattered
I remember how easily you brushed my tears off
But you acknowledged how **** I was
Such causality
And I wondered why you had asked me inside with no feeling of remorse.

I left shortly thereafter with fewer answers than I came with
I left with the feeling of regret all over again like a fresh coat of paint

But something happened that night
Somewhere between following you from room to room
Talking about insignificant memories
You reminded me that people move on
You reminded me how sometimes strength is a deep rooted pain, disguised.
And in that night I learned that I don't want your excuses after all
Even if you had any to give.

inch by inch
i feel the fire around you
its not warmth but rage and hate

inch by inch
i felt ice burning my fingers
while i tried to hold and touch your soul

inch by inch
i moved further away from you
from cold and glares
from hateful stares

inch by inch you looked at her
inch by inch you left

i regret not sending the letter
and i am trying to send it to you now
but the fact that i just erased the whole poem i just wrote
i don't think i'm ready
and i am not expecting for you to wait
i am expecting myself to send it
one day
because i am not doing this for you
not anymore
you can go now

You could not stay
So you slowly walked away

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ripped my soul off piece by piece
and though i told you id rather feel that than nothing at all
it doesn't mean i don't hurt

--

i do
but please continue

2/4
Our worlds experienced tangency
Once, we met and then you're gone
And somehow, that was fine

3/4
Our worlds are asymptotic
You are so close and if i can just reach out
Maybe it would have cleared the doubt

4/4
Our worlds formed a circle
We are half-arcs filling each other

the sea is sadness
and you taught me how to swim
amidst the shore we found
ecstacy in a whim