You are gone.
I am left on probation.
You would stay awake.
I would lull you to sleep.
You would talk.
I would listen.
You would chatter.
I would patter.
You would sing.
I would compose.
You would dance.
I would match the steps.
You would run.
I would egg you on.
You would cross the road.
I would hold your shaking hands.
You would work.
I would wait.
You would laugh.
I would make it my only music.
You would cry.
I would take you in my arms.
You would make faces.
I would tease you.
You would shout.
I would be calm.
You would be silent.
I would scream.
You would love me.
I would love you.
And then, you were gone.
I looked around.
I found none.
I ran searching for your trails.
I encountered failures.
I was daunted.
But, I never gave up.
I had my obsession.
I had my dream.
But then you realize, dreams are just dreams after all.
The walls crashed.
And then came a time, when I stopped running after you.
I chased your shadows.
Black and Grey.
Never White.
Never Red, Ivory Blue.
I caught you many times.
But I could never hold on to you.
I ceased to follow.
I learnt to let go while holding on.
i keep coming back to read this, strange! feels like an easy read, like its from within..
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