alone, a poem ✔

01. drunk on you

red rimmed eyes and drunken stares,

two bottles later,

but the thoughts wouldn't disappear.

multiple kisses to distract his brain,

but they all made me think of someone else,

someone who wasn't there.

I wanted to hold that someone,

whisper sweet nothings in his ears,

I  wanted us to be alone,

together,

not miles apart behind closed doors,

ignoring each other because of what the other said.

it made me wonder,

what I did wrong.

I had longed for an angel to protect him,

but instead I had gotten the devil,

and I didn't mind it one bit.

the devil was much more kinder than he let on,

whenever I was feeling down,

it was the devil who came to me and proved to be a distraction.

we played games together till the sun blinded their eyes,

we laughed,

we talked,

and most importantly,

we fell,

together.

you wouldn't understand what it was like to be alone,

but he did.

he did,

because he felt it too.

when it rained and the thunder threatened to break the house down,

he crept to the corner of his room,

shaking with silent tears.

if I had tried to reach a comforting hand towards the devil,

it was slapped away.

but after the tears had dried,

and the sobs reduced to whimpers,

he reached his own hand out.

they held each other,

no sorry" was said,

he understood,

he understood.

we were alone,

but we were alone together,

and that was all that had mattered.

Now?

who knew.

we couldnt feel alone anymore,

because all we felt was broken,

scared,

restless.

alone was mixed in there somewhere,

a blur of emotions.

alone wasnt a feeling meant to be felt alone,

no matter the circumstance,

alone required a friend.

but my other half was gone,

and alone was too.