#writewithrupi
I am melting.
There is me and us and the air between us.
The falling is the best part.
Will I ever start again?
See me crystalline, and marvel
at all of us different but packed, whispering across space.
The best thing I ever did was grow
into the shape I am.
I slicked the roads.
I slicked the roads
but in the morning I refract the light.
I am for growing, then falling, then rising.
For children not knowing how I came to be.
For curiosity.
Mar 23, 2020
Mar 23, 2020 at 12:27 AM UTC
We met on a random moonless night
People and their laughter
by the beach
Waves mutely crashing
You were dancing with somebody I knew
Dancing out of tune
What a sight that was.
And here you are
The strongest foundation
my soul shivers at your sound
my mornings, evening and night
my comfort zone
my existence revolving around you
You called it friendship
I had other names
Your walls couldn’t keep my feelings away
I saw what you wanted me to see
I read what you wanted me to read
I wish you felt what I wanted you to feel
But I trudged along
Alone, in my feelings
Today I stand in this void
Without you
I have your number
You have mine
But today, only the silence is talking
Words have turned away
And now I wonder
If you struggle too
What if society has pinned you down
If you have given in and moved on
I wish I could have one last conversation
To tell you
How I’ve moved on
To know
Why you’ve moved on
There are five stages of grief
And after grief comes rebirth
I can enjoy the rain now
The birds and the clouds make me smile
I'm not scared to go to the beach
I can hope, I can dream
I can love
I can be,
Happier with just me.
Mar 30, 2020
Mar 30, 2020 at 12:11 PM UTC