Silence in absence

We haven’t spoken in three days and all the other days conversations seem to feel forced, reluctant to my ways she has become my fear of how relations drift apart , catastrophic for its strains, bad for its sad.

None of us glad distant lover, ex lover, my lover, I loved you before & will always love you for that was how I was raised, though the heart might not completely be yours to have but a fraction of you remains in me, completes me for our experiences including mistakes I learn from, better myself whilst bettering you in succession to what you awarded me, a heart to keep track of its beats, a shoulder warm as the hugs that come with it and the eyes so beautiful that when looking my side, I can’t help but sigh.

All that I feel and see but never say, show nor share in return, you kept in as I stood in silence

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