Broken Echoes

Six months ago today, I held your hand.

I begged, repeatedly.

Asking you, please stay.

Six months ago today, I kissed your head.
I cried, tears burning my heart
Asking you, please hang on.

Six months ago today, I hugged you tight.
I howled in pain,
Asking you, please don’t go.

Six months ago today,
your heart stopped, ma. so did mine. 

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Unbreaking Chains

 

159 days = 22 weeks and 5 days.

Ask yourself, what do you do with 159 days? You go on a long trip. Fly across oceans and conquer all the land borders you can find. Drink too much. Meet people. Fall in love. Fall in lust. Get lost. Lose yourself.

159 days = 22 weeks and 5 days.

Work? Study? You may also go on with your routine. Live the life you have always known. Or perhaps the life you have always wanted to live or the life you were trying to escape from.

Write a book. Discover an element. Try out for a mindless reality show.  Finish the Harry Potter series.

159 days = 22 weeks and 5 days.

I called out your name. Deafening silence. Everyday. Day and night. I called out your name. Repeatedly, until my voice gave out. My heart gave out. And you never came back.

159 days = 22 weeks and 5 days since you went off to the sunset. I am still here, calling out your name.

Tomorrow, I do this all over again.

As You Turn Away

On nights when I can barely keep my eyes closed, my mind just wanders.

Aimlessly.

Sometimes, I think of you. The hows and the whys.

Repeatedly.

Then I realise, no matter how much I overthink, there will never be ‘right’ answers.

Just, empty replies.

Your truths. My truths.

All along, I kept asking the wrong question. So.Who are you when we first met?

Who are you now?

A stranger. Fleeting.Strapped with unknown truths.

There. There.

Fading.

Abstracts. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Endless white walls.
Her eyes closing.

Dark stretched canvas.

Without playing a single note.

Blue hues, with drops of rain.

Scratches of red wine.

Etched in the wood work.

Dividing oceans,

Moving deep orange sunsets.

Silence resonating.

Pulse racing.

Into the falling leaves.

Across the echoes of her mind.
Disappearing, quickly.

As she came.

Into the night.

Random Playlist.

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You close your eyes, trying to drown in silence.
In the darkness of midday.
Everyone gets lost around you.
Mindlessly, on loop.

You blink back those tears. Struggling.
Struggling to breathe.
Piercing summer heat calling you out to play.
Mindlessly, on loop.

You open your mouth, to speak.
Your thoughts drawing a blank canvas.
Blue. Red. Yellow. Green.
Mindlessly, on loop.

She kisses your eyelids. She wipes away your tears. She lovingly caresses your mouth.
Stretch of white sand. Walking along a crowded mall. Sitting on a park bench.
Happily, on loop.

No words. Absolutely no need.
Days, months, years.
Just her, on loop.