The tea is hot
Despite the atmosphere
At 10 degrees
That was the last time
I had tea with you

I asked you for a picture
You stood beside me, awkwardly
My sixth sense could tell me why
I placed my hands on your shoulder
My heart was colder than the weather wrapped in many layers

I was admiring your beauty,
In that background
But you were even better,
My love, My love
I thought we were invincible

The last time you bath me
Was full of reluctance
I was a child seated on a stool
The bathhouse was fogged up
It was blurry, so was your love too

Lately, I start swimming intensely
There was no where
For my weariness to participate
But, only in the water

I used to hate it when
My goggles fogged up
Because then,
The water would be blurry
But look how,
I seemed to have embraced
This certain kind of callousness

I remember telling you
If ever one day,
You have to make a choice between me & someone else
You do not have to,
I would have already chosen for you.