Hey, What's Happened?

Hey, what's happened?

I am still the same melophile

As I was but

Why do your thoughts mix

In and out 

Of all the lyrics I hear...

Hey, it's been a long since this

Heart ached this way

It's so out of practice, nervous 

Shaking, and morphing

Into butterfly gardens at

The very hint of your presence...

I thought I was a veteran in

Fighting feelings tainted

In this shade of love.

Years of battling 

And successfully kicking them

Outta the winda, eh?

Different faces, different souls

Yet the fight was always the same

Me

And my feelings

Gone haywire

Time's been so blurry

And I don't even remember

The months when I started falling

Was it even a fall? Or

Just a prolonged dream? Lucid

And out of reach. 

Hey, what's happened?

No really....?

I feel less like me and

More a patchwork 

Of all your past

Favourites; though

I'm still the same night owl

I guess?

The moon was the first

To see the shine in

My eyes before 

It spread to my heart

She knew

And she smiled all along as

I danced in the moonlight

Just a shadow

Shifting and twirling against

The walls, to some

Phantom tune; we both lost

In long and silent

Conversations of a forbidden love

Of sunshinery and daylight. 

The winds, oh the winds though!

She teases me so much 

Ever since she knew.

I can hear her giggle so hard

As the softest breeze

Grazes past, she plays 

With fragments of this soul

That she knows so well and

There's such a comfort, beneath

All the bickering

We speak without words as

The winds blow

Ever so jovial, through the night.

And then there's the constant 

Sounds of the mystical night

She's the rustling leaves, the

Chirps of the birds at 3 in the night (victims of the harsh city lights)

The occasional white owls

Swooping by.

She's the soundtrack 

Of these dreamlike feelings

Constant and so comforting 

Yet always there to shake me

Out of my trances 

To get me back on the track of life.

And, the night passes.

My never-ending rants

And the night's company. Oh

To be a teen in love

Yet not the kind

She'd like to face. Oh

To have souls to call 

Friends, who know it all

Too well.

Hey, I don't know what's happened,

Really. 

But thanks, because now

I have one more 

Excuse to go on

Talking about with these

Angels, I call friends.

Through surreal nights

And lazy daydreams