the world has turned its back on me, times as many as I'm out of numbers to assign. so my lines of sight only converge on your cameo, too distant to be deceptive; and yet persistent in its entirety. now the world hears me sing my song of gratitude for your endurance from across the seven seas.
that day, I knew you were happy somewhere, as the camera in front captured your smile but your distant gaze wrote songs on my heart and I lived an anticipated lie with my favorite playlist that night.
next morning the clock displayed 11:11, I didn't wish for a miracle coz I knew the lightworker in you would find his way to my healing at any 'crisis hour' of the day.
sun at my place today blazed with raze, I danced inside my burning room with your voice in the background singing- our ode to Heartbreak Anniversary.
evening arrived on my balcony before angels could put on halos around their head. I gulped down a little truth called 'everything goes' hoping this psychological warfare would annihilate the light years between us, atleast in my head.
tonight, as the moon took a stroll around my home with the lonely cloud in hand, I sat by the window and narrated my story to its silvery face. so, my love, did you see how its scars now spell only your name?
wishing someday this synonymity to the moon finds a better way to manifest itself than mere words.
Maybe it was never about you being with me till the end, Maybe the ending isn't any more important than any of the moments leading to it. Maybe the important thing over there was that, I was happy. And I'm very grateful that we met, And however sad I may become after losing you, I'll never regret loving you.