Impulses

Impulse

You built something you couldn't sustain.

So fragile.

Yet so beautiful.

You wonder if its worth all the questions, all the pain.

You called it an experiment.

Till she gave it a name.

She gave the game emotions.

She gave it her name.

Unacceptable was it?

Your conscience treated the word with disdain.

Yet, it struck a chord somewhere and burnt your pride.

Mind over Passion, Passion over Mind?

She had made her decision.

You refused to decide.

It was meant to be a secret.

A desire you must hide.

Her faith drew you in.

Inexplicably, she made a crack in your walls.

Her fearlessness changed your beliefs over time.

And before you could reel yourself in, you'd sold your soul to her eyes.

"you can't have children" they said.

"its unnatural" they said.

"you're jeopardising your future." they said.

"its a crime" they cried.

And you listened.

Your body listened.

Your mind listened.

Your parents only daughter listened.

Your brothers only sister listened.

But you?

You were empty inside.

Your eyes screamed questions your lips couldn't say.

You were bound by society.

You were compelled to follow its regressive ways.

And what about her?

She faded into oblivion in societys eyes.

Humiliated and ridiculed.

They made her the predator.

And you were her prey.

They were merely enlightening you, weren't they ?

Why then did her memories seem sacred to you ?

A revelation dawns.

Happiness isn't defined by the world outside.

Judges don't decide your fate.

Her last words to you still ring in your ears.

Your identical anatomies is your sin.

"I'd change for you" she had said.

You hadn't know what to say back then.

Your tongue was tied by tradition.

Dictated by culture.

But you know now.

You know you'd change for her too.

If you could.

She was punished for loving you.

She was punished because you were like her too.

So you sit here alone.

A "responsible citizen" heartbroken and confined.

And you let the mascara bleed as you picture you both hand in hand walking down the aisle.

Its too late now.

You already lost your soul in her eyes.

Yes, it was worth the pain.

You both were drowning in the ocean trying to fight the rain.