Just as the automated door,
Was about to close,
I saw you, upfront
almost,
But to look away, I
chose.
I noticed those image-building
lies,
Reflecting now in your
eyes,
But I couldn’t overlook
the pious grace,
Given away by that forever grim familiar face.
Your hastened breaths,
Through the crowd, I
could hear,
I wonder, if the beats
were audible,
Emanating from this resilient
heart here,
I was in the process of
discarding,
Vestiges from my life,
But today, changes
everything,
Including my fed-up mind.
I do not know how,
To come back to you
again.
Unwarranted words spoken in the past,
Bridges washed away by ensuing pain.
Like you, I might have
become too stoic,
But the tendency to
nurture love, survives.
And I couldn’t help it
anymore,
In your presence, a lot
revives.
You must now know,
I seek nothing in
return,
Take one step towards
me,
I will script the rest
of the sojourn.
Having seen the real world,
Do you not agree?
The only world that ever mattered,
Was the one you built with me?
