Crossroads

Pursed lips, wet eyes

Heavy steps, racing emotion

Grief stricken, broken heart

Failed to believe

Fluttered for answers

Engulfed by unfathomable passion

Will I see you again?

Will I feel you again?

Will you hold me ever again?

The Midas touch

How I long for it again

Memories of different hues

Ranging from grey to fluorescent

Colours my life

No goodbyes

No promises to meet again

Only lingering pain

I watched him go

As he trodded out of the door

At the break of dawn

We parted ways in silence

Adorable silence!

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