She fell from the top of the 23rd floor
Down into the flowery bed of his arms
And she said “you caught me?”
He nodded. He had
fallen in love
It was too loud, the screaming and the hate
The spiteful words wouldn’t stop
She forsook the feeling that happy ends are possible.
He gave up on that hope too.
And the parting was bitter
She no longer scribbled his name on the book he gave
He no longer needed sugar in his coffee
Tomorrow they both would open their own doors
Pick up the phone and do all their daily errands
It was oblivious, the pain.
Holding the pillow and crying on her bed
Abusing the mirror after he is drunk
I miss your smell though
I haven’t never
smelled that fragrance ever
And I miss something that I never saw or lived with
Its beautiful, the pain, that love embosses on our hearts
I can feel it, and so can you I guess. And it’s the same isn’t
it?
I see you are smiling, I understand that you get
What I have been trying to say all this while.
And its not that I have to write a poem to explain it
But I wrote it nonetheless.
So simple the words that I hesitate before I say them to you
They said “I am sorry” to each other
And they forgave each other.
But that’s not what either of them wanted to hear
Yes those werent the words, they were
“you complete me”.
My circle that holds me still inside.
Like a cage, like the bars of the jail
But the freedom I taste is sweeter than I can explain.
And you are all I wish I had, a part of you within me.
But you don’t see it. Or do you?
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