Everyone lives in the present, the reality and seek love in people they're physically surrounded with. But for me your existence even at a distance is more real than the reality itself.
You're wise for going with the flow, growing , changing, for change is an indication of life. Change is what makes flowers grow giving life to the earth that is dead.
While I lay lifeless not willing to accept life breathing into me from elsewhere but you.
I stay bonded to the beautiful shackles of your jagged memories cutting my soul through my skin like deli meat but my heart not willing to let go of the love we had so extraordinary , so unreal for this world.
My mind has your image as clear as can be drawn in permanent ink.
The atoms of the universe around me whisper into my ears the implicit understanding of how my existence depends on yours but smirk at my helplessness.
And I beg the universe to have mercy and bring you back to me for my home, my happiness all depends on you.
Being with you was the only time I've ever been happy and how can I look for happiness in another place , in another  ho,e where it can never be.
I'd surrender to the every whim the world orders me , every pain and all the suffocating distance between us just to see you for once again.
I'd stay loyal to you even when you're not around. I am yours and will never let go of you even if I am shredded into pieces. I'll collect all those pieces to weave me a blanket that would comfort me like a home that you're to me.

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