Souls and mates

Time became distance. Soul mates we remain, only in memory. The ends of the world will be our years to come.

I had let time chew away the frayed ends of heartstrings. We were puppets succumbed to the very miseries of the world we used to curse.

You got what you wanted. I gave up what I didn’t want. It’s not the same thing.

I feel it cracking. I feel myself swirling. I’m suddenly afraid.

Why did I have to play the fool? Would it have hurt less if I hadn’t told him I loved him so? How do I stop myself from falling in the same trap, over and over again?

I have let time take you away. And now I cannot reach out and touch you. I can see you across the mirror, but my fingers touch only the cracked glass that reflects a broken me.

I was drawn to him because he is like me; simpler but fucked up just the same.

The universe won’t let you read me. You’d understand if you knew, wouldn’t you?

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Passing by

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I was running, running across the beautiful green fields
Alone
Which only meant that you had gone through
To the other side
Passing by our years and memories
Never looking back

Don’t go too far

No, I don’t want him to be mine
But he goes and falls in love
As often as he does, which is often
And then I wish that he was mine

So I act all tough and indifferent
Till he realizes it’s me he wants
But there’s no way we’d say all this
Coz no, I don’t want him to be mine

If I did, one day I’d be distant
And there’d be no way to come back
So we just go on living this way
Hoping the other doesn’t go far