When your words absolutely dissolved my actions.
When your rusting arrow made my heel susceptible.
When your sarcasm pulled down my fancy lines.
When you just blew carbon dioxide of negativity from my yell.
When you kept on making divergence between leave and stay.
When you just declined and ignored dropped messages when you thought waiting could kill you.
When you thought of the knitted string that binds us can cause blindness and deaf .
When you just bear in your suffocated mind that there should be you and I, but never “us”
But, but…
When I tried to memorize my root of addiction, your scent that soothed my longingness.
When I closed my eyes just to see and catch you looking at me.
When I just make conversion of my tears into tasteless smile because of dread.
When the collision of two different worlds of warmth through a magnetic force coming from the tips of our hands.
When you just pinched my fleecy cheeks and teased my dull hair.
When forbidden rendezvous just nailed uncertainty.
When slap of assurance roused my dying fate.
When I just met coincidence, and witnessed fireworks during the day.
When my wrist watch suddenly stopped and showed me 2: 49 in the afternoon.
When my calendar inevitably encircled 23rd of June.
When coarse particles of sand scratched my arms
When the only witness was the hidden tower, a structure of history.
When all I could respond was just a deep sigh.
When all I could have is your cold hands and hugs of antidote.
It all feels so... toxic to me and if I say toxic I mean really toxic. I mean to say why both accept all those "when", invest that much time in breaking each other instead of letting it be. Besides I wonder why the separation brings so much grieve. Why not relief because that is what is should bring relief,