Today was heavy on my soul
I could not count my steps for the first time;
The rhythm of love was missing
But as you know,
I am always great at putting facades,
I entirely took my bleeding heart
Charged it with grief
And decide to board the bus of freedom.
Who knew, you would be right in front standing crossway to my dreams?
Nothing is evident on your soul stirring face.
And it killed me some more.
Your incessant laughter was filling my mind with chaos,
I ignored your existence and grabbed my usual seat
Realising you are nowhere to be seen except my reverie,
My slender fingers were empty for the first time in a decade,
They missed your touch
And a tear or two kissed my cheeks,
With a sudden jolt the bus halted,
And there you are before me
Your apology was ready for presentation
And I was sure of your intention
And could not bear the separation,
This forced me to take a decision
And you made an incision
Which I sealed with the promise of union.