”Take me back to where it all began. The place I fell more in love with winter. Where, ironically it was about the warmth, that my body now owes yours. When the only people rooting for us, were mountains dressed in white capes and tall pine trees that only lifted my hopes higher” –
Picture Art by Mason Prendergast.
Yes old lover!
Yes you!
I now understand what it is to love from afar.
Your presence shines over me, filling my being with warmth.
But the closer we get…
In lightning speed we go from warmth to fire,
With me being the only person burning.
Now I know this distance is mandatory.
For only a fool would try to step closer to the SUN
And darling, I’ve been a fool.
Photo Credit : Adelene D’souza
“Go live your life” she said.
” Go find a new way. Go to new restaurants, eat the cuisines I detest. Listen to the songs you like
and not the one’s that have been dedicated to you. Let your suitcase and office files ride shotgun. Stay away, lose contact. Travel the world. Fall in and out of love. Get hurt, go get broken and know it will all fall back in place. For I would have used that distance,time and space to collect the exact no of broken pieces to match yours.We’ll fix each other in the end. Come back”
You’ve always been an emigrant, settled in my heart for too long. How do I ask you to leave. The truth is I don’t want you to. Maybe I’m insecure, I don’t want you to reach for places other than me. Or I could give myself more credit. I know this is the safest place you’d ever be. You make exceptions to literature. Presence and absence are now synonymous. Your Love is outlined by lonliness. But not once have I felt empty. Your absence inhabits a variety of locales in my heart, that it would only be erroneous to feel empty. It is a heart brimful of your unavailability.
He didn’t promise to get her the moon. Which girl in her right mind would want the moon. But he got the universe to provide a starry ceiling when she looked up after his mouth tasted like summer on a cold winter night. He believed she deserved both sunshine kisses and stars. But this tower crumbled with one small gust and she has been in ruins awaiting reconstruction.
“The only thing that lasted their ephemeral love, were tangled tongues and lips. Ineffably entwined it crushed unspoken words”
“Time, is cruel.
It still makes me run into a burning house, to save the remnants”
“You will always be that one place I’d like to visit for a vacation. A place not enough to make me stay”
“But darling, you’ve always been home”
For bodies will soon realize,
The yearning held.
And their minds will continue,
To carefully craft,
Memories of a thousand tommorows.
You own that,
cold Ice Sculpture,
you make out of me,
when you leave,
on a Hot Summer night.
Breakcage 