It started out as most things do.
At a distance.
In the back of my mind.
Something to wonder about,
But never define.
Most of the time it's just "hello",
Or "Shalom"
Or "what book"
And their reply.
And, it continued, as most things do,
Way too fast,
And,
Way too soon.
Thinking back now they are a wonder in my thoughts.
About-
What could've been.
If I took the chance of knowing them.
And,
Why do I miss them.
When I've got all but squat.

Loss is a funny thing.
One minute you’re crying hysterically
And the next
You’re screaming in your mind.
Thinking it’ll be reversed.

Death is final though.
You see we keep their memory alive
And we wonder
Why we are still hurting.

Like waves grief pulls and pushes us
And no matter what
We stand with the tide and let the waves crash down on us.

Consumed by pain, sorrow, and hate.
We cloud our judgement and deem it fit for action,
Until our action
becomes our consequence.

Loss is a tumble of emotions trying to find which one is suitable and appropriate for the occasion.
Never once letting up to let you breathe.

A constant battle to chose which direction to go from here.
The plans to be made and all the while.
Pretending to be okay.

Lets squeeze out the juice in my head
Hope your stomach is empty
The cups are ready

When my eyes are awake
My body curls like a shrimp
And my heart is weary
My trust in you and everyone
Has turned to rust

Though, this loneliness
Echos in the vastness
Of this universe
Into another dimension
And this pain
Reverberates inside my flesh

And my brain has a gift
Of making me travel
Out side my body
Its one i am not fond of
Me
I am lost
At dawn
I am gone

His eyes had dreams I held,
Like the clouds being so enigmatic.

He walked behind all the time
And I ran away from him.
He always had something to say,
When I just neglected,
And walked away.

I walked away without a word,
Like a star without shine.
Just to confirm I'm ain't a bad girl
To my loved one's.

He tried,
Like the moon did to the stars,
He tried,
Like the Stars did to the moon,
I never tried.

Like a sunflowers lost in a dessert,
I was scared,
Like a water splashing on to the sunflower,
He followed me.

He flowed like an ocean,
But I lurked like a moon.

He never asked why,
Like a innocent Little kid,
he had somany questions waiting
To be answered.


Amidst proving,
I forgot to ask,
Why do you still love me
Even after I never spoke,
Even after I never acknowledged your presence,
Even after I just walked away.

He had millions of questions to me,
As if a heavy down pour to the sublime heart.
But I have a single one,
Left without asked,
Just a single one
Which is till haunting me
Like a darkness in the room,
"Why do you love me?".