When was it,
was it the distance
the lack of speech and understanding.
Was our heart not molded together like a fetus inside a mother's womb.
Your looking down.
Now I don't see it
where is the artificial lights to shine your eyes.
Seven point forty four billion
Yet we saw nothing.
Just a chasm of chaos between us.
Your touching my hair but I don't see your soul anymore.
Did we not spend our ears with our voice
till the dawn wakes up.
Side by side.
Nothing mattered you said
As long as I saw the oasis in your smile.
Your looking down again.
Look up once more.
Was it hard to say
Was it all gone,
Where you not Malus at spring.
Your holding me, but why does it feel like drowning in gasoline.
Don't say a word, the silence is loud enough.
How does love form, what gave birth to it.
Did Romeo not die in the end.
Was it not born out of hate?
Was it ever love?
Was it ever ours?
Was it ever there?
Was it ever you?
Slowly your walking up to me like a prisoner
at his due date.
But then your holding my hands.
And It doesn't feel like waves crashing into my head.
One more time.
Just one more try.
Let's fall in love again.
-True Reddora
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4 Stage of Relationship
PoetryA poetry on: Love Relationships Goodbye Hate Betrayal