There was a time when you were the reason of my buoyancy through every season
when you blessed me with your company that a day minus you felt like a congested prison
a time when missing you caused confusion, when every goodbye was as achy as an incision
when I asked no question and together forever was my mission
There was a time when you often said that for me you could die
there was a time you insisted that for my sake you'd always try
a time you swore that if we were birds and I lost my wings you'd lend me yours to fly
there was a time when you promised you'd never be the reason why I cry
and if you ever saw my eyes soaked, you'd do your best to get them dry
there was a time when the words you spoke seemed to be truth and no lie
So I believed in you, swear I believed in you,
I believed in you until there was no more you

I have to tell you how it really felt
there were times I wished I had just knelt
and asked for forgiveness for everything I didn't do
instead of asking the many questions
and seeking comfort in philosophic quotations
because till date it still isn't love if it isn't you…
swear the day you left was the day I died,
the only thing that got me going was my pride
which was sky high like an eagle on a cloud ride,
I know I once said that I moved on but I lied
I was saving you, (the billion times that I tried
but failed to let you see the real truth about my pain)
from guilt, couldn’t get myself to show you the oceans of tears I cried.
I even couldn't get myself to hate you as much as I wished I could
an earthquake that brought a storm, and left me to deal with the stormy rain
for when you broke my heart the rest of my life was *******…
Going past us may cost me ever and a day as I still dream about the kisses
and scour the floor of reality, searching and picking up the pieces.

Couldn't save it all
we shared so much together
in our momentous forever.

I might get over you with time
but none will ever have me write this so much rhyme.
*I might one day fall for another
but not like I did for you to trust you like my mother.

Losing her was hell, the fire never died out,
ages later he still battled with the flames
for she'd dug deeper than a first cut should
and deracinating her evidently left a bruise
whose healing became an immense doubt.
By one whom he supposed was a blessing he was cursed
losing her redefined him for the worst
The flames endlessly conflagrated until he got addicted
to the volcanic infernos of his unmet desire...
and with eyes that had run out of tears
as all were shed through the instantaneous years,
he endured insomniac nights, battling his demons and monsters
with melancholic songs as a source of sermons and bolsters
but when he could fight no more the darkness his mind did think
he spewed it on paper in ink, if he couldn't find a hard drink
for like his liver, his Heart had no more room for all else but pain
and as a result, he neither forgave the past nor loved again…

I was born to love you until you made me learn the hard way
that you were born to inflict these wounds which may never heal.
*The annoying thing is I love you still even after it's clear
that you were just a stop over and not my destination.