@Chamomile 13 August 2020 more from that month

One

*Tiny drops of rain just landed on a bus’ window pane* *Cleansing particle of dust producing walls of vague* *Pale hands reaching each teardrop waiting for its fall.* *Sitting beside you suffocates me.* *Waiting for the magnetic current flowing through my fingertips to cross your hand so cold.* *Stealing glances at your face.* *Captivating still pictures of yours through the lenses of my eyes.* *Looking at you being controlled by the powerful words of music running through your ears.* *Then, catching me falling from the bait of yours startled me.* *Never insisted to hold your hand so tight,* *never did even if witness is no one.* *Never dared to ask the pair of your headphones to listen the war of music even if antagonist is no one.* *Never got braver to talk to you just to catch your attention even noise is none.* *Never embraced the warmth that slowly melts my metallic chain of heart even if the only one who could give this is no one.* *Never kissed you passionately even in front of our audience is no one.* *Never told you “I love you” even the cheers of crowd is none.* *Yes, there was you and I, and you are someone.* *Yes, there is you and I, and you are the one.* *But no, there’ll be no longer you and I, because all I can have is me,* *With or without you, I have that one---myself.* *Still, I do love you, even if you were the one.*