Inside his fun-loving life.
The hanging on to each word
Like a lifeline.
Of sharing everything they had.
The laughter at every joke,
Of completing each other’s sentences.
The marvel at ‘two of a kind’,
From the high of being with him.
The ease of each other’s presence,
Of feelings inside her.
The little smiles at inside jokes
Warming her heart.
Of his friendship being enough.
The jealousy of seeing her,
About matters of no consequence.
The dwindling number of conversations,
Her own fault.
Of feelings, reasons and apologies.
The moments of shock and understanding,
And gentle rejection.
The weak attempts
To turn back time.
The struggle for them both
To let go.
Being an unfamiliar agent.
The regrets coming to plague
Of failing to pick threads of an old life.
The guilty indifference of his mind
Pushed away roughly.
That she swallows wordlessly.
The slow walk to healing,