Love Beyond Borders

You were the culprit behind my neatly ironed uniform and my tiffin box being extra loaded.

You were the one afraid of sleeping alone, just like me.

It is sad that you never loved me and sadder that I never stopped loving you.

Nobody was allowed to walk away from me even if they choose to,

I have a phobia of losing people.

It isnt easy to choose between what you need and what they want.

I am sorry that the parameters of loving my country have pointers that you cant abide by.

I will miss those days when life was simpler with you beside me.

What did relief mean to us?

Was it that beautiful feeling of home,

In her lap as she strokes my hair gently with her slender hands?

People say that time heals everything.

But I want to question time,

What is healing like?

When you are gone I will remember this Saturday evening,

you and me, my coffee and your ginger tea.

The soldier loved to have conversations with grandma over tea.

He would have never guessed how the information travelled across the border.