Peaceful Moments

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I am surrounded by noone and nothing

truly silent

The absence I fear the most.

Nothing around

Except for the wind hustling through the cracks of pain

like a whistle through some teeth.

And I fear I miss your eyes wrapped in love. 

I found your secret.

Peek-a-boo

As I look at the one eye peaking at me from behind your hat, all I can think is how familiar those eyes once were.

Maybe running far away is a good thing. It’ll give me a chance to catch myself. 

In a room filled with people, I am millions of miles away. Just me and your words.

When I realized we drifted apart to the point where we stopped understanding each other’s language is when the slightest hope of us got shattered into non existing pieces. 

Being alone

With my heart racing and tears pouncing and threatening, I ran.

I hate running.

Why am I running?

I’m always running from everywhere and everything.

No stopping it.

I’m so sick of running, of sideway glances. 

There comes a time when I realize how alone I am. There is no escaping it.

I’m charged yet desolate.

I’m questioning our existence. Was I right? Where would I have been if we hadn’t been there? One query becomes my wrath and enemy. Are we really that fragile? There is no question of are we, I forget. Were we that fragile?

Life begun and it ended. Life begun for a summer and it ended in a summer. Afterwards its a war of promises and miscommunication.

I understand the need to be separate. I wish I had the courage and the means. I question myself how you do it. But I remember you are as broken as I am.

I am slowly learning to live by myself. We are all broken images of ourselves.

Too many questions run through my mind. Were we, or weren’t we?

Why do I care?

We no longer are.