Scribbled Thoughts

Salt and Water

She met a stranger.

Small talks
Brief glances
Rare smiles
Few long hours

A stranger that
She was dreaming of.
A stranger that she was waiting for.

As the dusk fell,
She walked to the stranger.
Those usual talks, glances, and smiles,
No longer were small, brief, nor rare.

And then one day,
She realized
That she loved the stranger.
Not the dusk, nor twilight.

She loved the stranger
Who was there by the twilight.

But, she lost the stranger.
She was lost!
Wondering where "her" stranger was!
She couldn't find him.

Until oneday,
She found him disguised-
Disguised in love.
"Her" stranger was disguised in love.

He was her stranger.
He was her love.

But, was he her lover?
Could she be his?
Like the stranger was to her?

She couldn't dare to follow him.
Follow and catch him
In the due place, "love".

Yet, she was dying.
She was in thirst.
In hunger,
To have him.
Couldn't resist when the dusk falls.

Sleep no longer loved her.
But, an evil lover she found.

"Tears"

Who loved her
From the moment she lost the stranger,
Disguised in love.

She had a choice.
But refused it.
And embraced the "evil lover".

But, in a new day,
She found out,
Her stranger being her "lover".
Hers.

She no longer loved the dusk, the twilight.
But loved the whole day!
Knowing she crosses his mind every minute.
Like he does in hers.

She was ready to be "Salt".
Salt that loves "Water".

She was ready to be salt,
Who'll be dying after dissolving.
Yet, she was willing..