Our Start Was The End

By Sargamjot Dutta

I Found a star ,behind the tall dark tree, shady yet shiny sky holding a bundle of memories , for some faded ,for some crystal clear

The whole aura covered with damp moss ,rain, flowers and earthy scent

Yet I only see those Hazel eyes behind the tree, can’t get enough of them , reminds me of the past when I used to get lost in them ,

You know how it feels? your hand in mine , I crave for more , the silky blond strands of your hair intertwined between my fingers,

That dusty blush that shine on your cheeks, waiting to be touched, waiting for the wind to imprint its impact,

You know how it feels? to see you like this, but from distance.

I paused for a moment there was a sharp pain in my chest ,choking on my own voice ,their was a knot of anger ,fear, panic and sadness.

He was gone, there was never a love ,love was never meant for those who are going to cherish every bit of it ,love is losing control day by day and losing a bit of yourself but I lost my

Everything in it .It’s like drowning but you won’t just die, but still I feel like dying. The truth is ,simply, where there is love there is warmth, then why I am feeling cold?

Maybe it’s December , it’s snowing, I hate winters, I hate that it is so cold without you.

I’ll take the pain as long I am able to stand on my own, I’ll take it all.

So far away yet I feel like you are everywhere , why?

I was so lost in you that I desire more of you everyday, your lingering touch I can feel every second of it,

You took my voice with you, I hope you come back and remind me how to smile again , how to appreciate the messy me

But you left behind the messy me ,Who’s going to cure this? Where are you know ?What should I label us?

When you left with nothing but just shattering memories, it was fated ,there was never a shine in our fate ,the moon reminds me of you ,so raw yet so shiny.

The same room which was filled with sweet scent and beautiful giggles of yours is just filled with silence now

Disappearing quickly like ashes in thin air, silence is just what is left behind ,how can I live like this?

Touch by touch everything is fading

Our story will be written in our hearts forever ,will stay there protected ,will not reach to everyone but our souls will always feel the pain we both have been through.

If today I let go of you it means my love was temporary and I know it is not I will never get to the point where it will seem like a ocean empty without its treasure i.e. pearls, fishes and beautiful stones that lay steady ,I will keep my ocean filled with love, our memories and lots of unsaid words.

By Sargamjot Dutta