You’re no 
stranger anymore
Let me walk you
From that jaded cold night
when we talked to
all the stars in the sky
about the secrets we hide


And you didn’t even try
when the spark ignite
the trapped happiness
between my eyes
when you said to me
I love doing this with you
In all kindness; no lies.

So if you like saving me
then where are you now?
When will we do it again
Because you did, somehow,
left me waiting and shaken
from those questions and replies
You left me hanging, half broken,
wondering why, it’s too dark outside
but we are glowing now

Having a broken heart is,
no matter how many words you write
or how it weighs you down at night,
no matter how hard you cry
And how persistently you try,
Once the person decided a future
Without you in it, in the end
There’s no way you could go back
from being the loved one again.

The last time I spoke
with deep sincerity
was when I told her
I’ll never ever leave
Now, I’m on the subway
waiting for the train
to take me away
from the harsh reality
Because it’s been
so long, perhaps a
decade already
when I used those words
without clear clarity.

I’m not a fan of those little lights.
I never talked to them about her.
They never calmed my heart.
They never helped me out.
Like tonight, they just watched us
move to separate roads without
looking at each other back.
Even the moonlight *****
for lighting my way to wherever
she will never show up.
Ahh, but why did they do that anyway,
while I was looking at her
they glowed her face
leaving me breathless and speechless
like that time she wore that white dress.
My heart sank, regretting
why I’m walking away.
So much for not believing
with these stars, I might never
forget this day;
how much I love her but
I am not enough for her to stay.

My shoes echoes in the room
welcoming my lonely presence
As I escaped the heavy storm
but there’s no way I couldn’t
be soaked with her absence

Remembering five years ago
I’m blessed with her appearance
sipping coffee in the entrance
of our so called little house
No problems, no hindrance

Memories like this, pierce my chest
withstanding the money and
acquaintances I acquired
from that day she left my side

I can feel now, how heavy it is
under my wet coat, there’s just me
having the best things but not her kiss
Not her love that I desperately miss

If only I realised her weight in my life
How being this light is not alright
I should’ve not given up the sight
of her smile for this nostalgic weather
I wish, I haven’t still lost her forever

As the smoke flowed gracefully
through my tongue, for a minute,
I don’t want to think about her.
As I let out the smoke go
and share the weightless
absence of her scent in my room,
the pang of grief found its way
to terminate my lungs
and bite the only sign that could
metaphysically tell I am here,
unmoved but that’s because
I restrained myself to
while trying to dodge the mirror
that shows the eyes of the man
she once held closer to her world
only to be shattered by the same person
who is now in the middle of
torturing his lungs to run towards
to where she is now.
I almost run to where she is now
because my mind does, my heart does
along with my tears, they run
but the flashbacks shoved them hard
to the chair, she once occupied
while staring at me unhappily
And I felt so helpless for the first time
when I told her that it’s okay,
I want her to be happy.
Even if happy means – somewhere else,
someone else, not me.