Moving On

You remind me of a mirage,

In the middle of nowhere,

In the way that when I was utmost fatigued,

And vulnerable and bleeding,

I found you vanish into thin air.

All the moments I had rested my daydreams upon,

Were but a house of cards.

Your touch which I had considered sacred,

Was merely betrayal in a golden façade.

I sometimes recall the times we spent,

Lying lazily in each other’s embrace;

So much love and warmth in every moment,

Simply vanished without a trace.

When we had our first date at Starbucks,

And your restlessness had spilt coffee all over me,

And you had looked up with your embarrassing eyes,

And all I saw was innocence.

I recall waking up to beautiful sunrise,

When you looked at the Sun and I at you,

How your amber lit eyes shined bright,

As I held on to you tight.

All such beautiful memories serve as a testament,

Of how strong and resilient I had to be.

My tears have stopped rolling upon them,

And I speak about you without a crack in my voice.

And the weight of these memories,

Progressively waned away until-

One day on a still summer night,

I sit on my balcony looking at the skies,

The moon had probably gone from my life,

Bringing forth the charm,

Of a million stars shining bright.