Sharing comes from trust
but you never shared with me
I had to think about that for awhile,
wonder why you would let
your thoughts pile;
push them into a corner to collect steam
while I was lost in loves dream
I would wield poetry like a sword
slaying all walls of communication
using words to express flirtation
so you would know exactly how I feel,
there were no layers left of me to peel
In your presence, I was a new flower
blooming every time you were near
but with me, your thoughts were never clear
I would shower you with syrupy words
not knowing that you were slowly
shutting me out
I wonder about your thoughts now,
months later,
slowly collecting steam
and while I was lost in loves dream,
you must have been swimming in loves'
doubts
So many years of ups and downs
together we had broken so many grounds
together we had swam through joy and pain
just to find ourselves here,
all alone again
drowning in all of loves' doubts

~ ©️ Priya, 4/23/23 🕉