now.

deafening rhythm and noise,
the usual reflex.
yet all it was, a melodious silence.

the twin tools of comfort,
my own world.
my thoughts. griefing lamentations.

was it regret,
or?

again, oblivious to hard feelings,
insensitive splats,
yet. touched by some cares.
although held back by helplessness,
willing shares of woes.
my gratitute, unsaid.
untold, unshown.
appreciated

nonetheless,
inevitable hostility on my part.
understood i hope.

raging fragments
shreded souls,
lost memories,
what do i do?

choices it seems, i had.
all i wanted, be fair
her piece i will listen.
her thoughts i must understand,
her decision, mine.
or was it so?
i didnt know.

the beginning started here.
i was loss for words,
for help,
for love,
actions.

we could no longer delay.
the hourglass spinning my misery,
hers.
we knew.

we were slipping,
reluctance, yet afraid.
learn from mistakes?
we knew the roots, why.
countless episodes,
reasons.
conclusion.

before the beginning was rashness,
we defeated friend.
too quickly.
too fast to even know each other.
we admitted.
feelings took to sprints,
we soar so high.
thats why we fell.

the end is right.
she is right,
i am.

what is love?
is love which is not everlasting, love?

after the end,
everything settles,
it all seems so peaceful now.
2 weeks of hell,
now im back to my life.
with friends, close friends, soulmates.
i had so willingly relied on.

friendship love.
the open doors
thats mine.

and now,
adresu dances in the rain
the way he is, wants, and used to be.