It’s a lonely silence. So, I fill it with noise.
I could deal with your silence, but how do I make sense of your absence?
He got death sentence, and I, life imprisonment.
I was so busy searching for “us”
I forgot about “me”.
I enjoy having fun. Don’t get me wrong. But I enjoy not making the effort more.
I flipped a coin in the air, waiting for the fall. For my destiny to unfold. A curious bird, flying by. Caught the coin and built her nest. My good luck. I helped make a home.
You were the broken mirror I dressed myself with. One day, the maid dusted you away.
I asked sleep to come to me and she said, goodnight, until tomorrow
It is not my presence that gets noticed. It is my absence.
I can never forget, but I’ll try not to remember you.