Scent of ointment. Coldness. I love yous
Panics. Damps of midnight air. Needles
Your wordless grunts. The waiting. Adrenaline in packing clothes.
Tears. Gut feel. Bubbles.
Hours later and there comes
Announcement. Guard. Grief.
Phone call. Sobs. Tap in the back.
Handkerchief. Blame.
Confusion. Weakness.
Lightless room.
Sitting in the front seat of the car
driven by some familiar stranger
Lifelessness.
Thoughts of u in the cabin we just picked
Thoughts of sitting in this luxurious car while they're in that uncomfortable seat
Just to travel home with u
Watching him wipe his tears silently
Driving that two wheeler in a dark road he used to pass by to go home to u
Big tent. Coffee. Pity.
Fake condolences of people who didnt really care
Taps on the backs that I didnt ask for
and the fake concerns
Hopelessness
The serenity of your face
The minutes he took to stare at you
The questions
Worrying how to move forward
Imagining and
watching myself in the future trying to start a crumbled life
The words
Stay. How. What if. Why. Why now.
Somebody tell me this is a dream.
and the effort to wake u up
the wails
and giving up.
