I have felt hell.

When words would only flow,
into rivers that have moved on

When the one thing lacking,
is also the heaven's only blessing

They say,
journeys end,
when lovers meet.
Mine so ended,
but her's didn't

Sometimes destiny,
just gives you traffic that's slow
But sometimes,
it snatches away everything,
and sprinkles behind petals of hope

I pick those petals up,
one by one
Coz
not doing so,
was never an option