We were lovers first.
Everything else second.
But I think I finally understood why it was called “falling in love”
Because for most of it, it feels like your falling off a cliff.
Now I’m wondering if you will be there to catch me.
We are both so lost in out own world,
We didn’t even realize we were standing on common ground.
I’ve written you with every ounce of me.
And in-spite of my best efforts
You chose to ignore me.
I’ve used my last bit of ink
To write down what is left of you inside me,
And as the ink dries
I think, I’m finally done with you.
“I’ve missed you”
“It’s been a while”
How dare you?
It had always been your intention to insert yourself back into the picture just when you thought you might no longer be needed.
How dare you play with me?
How dare you torture me.
We live perfectly still,
Betrayal comes in many forms and many colors.
The prettiest and the most unlikeliest, its primary choices.
And no matter how watchful or steadfast you may be.
I can guarantee its transparency.
You can hardly see it coming.