Go on ahead, my calloused hands do not mind at all,
Memorize my lips as it quivers with every downfall.
These frigid eyes enveloped with longing so much it hurts,
A scorched impression arrives, breaking my body’s comfort.
I accepted the truth,
Took the bitter with the sweet.
He left and carried a piece of me;
The heart incomplete.
These bruises mention his name too loudly for me to bear,
Living my days alone yearned his salvation from this nightmare.
A thousand shards pierced through me would be greatly ashamed,
Compared to this doomed affair, the loss of him is all to blame.
These tired eyelashes,
Locked each teardrop until his return,
I stayed –
‘Til the clouds sailed from their temporary pattern.
My bad decisions wavered; nothing ever sounded the same,
The nights renewed with internal battles I missed to proclaim
His apologies, an anomaly; driven across the avenue
Lost like a kite above a barren sea, yet another de ja vu
It seems that only in my delusions,
Has he wistfully, eagerly come back.
Difficult it was to face our reality,
I kept him buried in purple lilacs
The brief exchange of our selfish breaths,
Alluded me of what we truly were.
A girl searching in a timeless existence,
For the heartbeat of a stranger.