I’m talking to you.
I wanted to talk to you.
I don’t know if you ever listened.
Still, I wanted to tell you everything.
Everything from the first memorable oust to this highly delusional second.
From the first moment when smiling was hard to this day when I’ve learnt to master it.
From that first wound on the knee to seventh, doesn’t-matter-so-much one inside the mind.
From the first second of that song to the loop that I never got out of for ages.
I wanted to tell you everything.
Amidst all the days that grew grey,
By all the ways it may.
Minutes you crossed my mind,
Kept me alive to face the hours you weren’t.
“You’re all mine!” that was the biggest, shortest truth you ever spoke on our couch.
It’s hard to belong to someone else now.
It’s not easy to show someone else the same love.
You’re the fucking drama, not me!
What exactly was the reason?
If you actually have one tell me!
For just that,
Let your heart speak sometime.
It would want to get back in time.
To that, “You’re all mine”.
So that, you never decline.
I find words
Staring at the same doorway
You entered by all the time.
I found you
Looking through the runway
My words mirrors by.
I’m living up all the nine clouds.
Just the grey ones though.
I can’t ask you to come back.
And I am happy.
You never left.
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