Crossroads

​It’s all fussing my mind again,

Why do I feel like this?

You are not you anymore,

I am not what I was before.

It still rushes through my vein,

Like there is something that it lacks. 

May be its you. 

Or maybe I just have to come to terms with the fact that it will always be you But it’ll never be us again.

It’s been a long time that I haven’t seen you, but when I did today, I was scared, I was scared that you might not want to see me again,

Or you might not feel the way I feel about you.

It still bothers my temperature, it goes higher,

I lose my senses, well I’ve lost them way back, when I lost you.

But its you, the shivering in my hands,the clouds around my head.

I remember crying over you, and I don’t mean a couple of tears or I’m blue. I’m talking about collapsing and screaming at the moon.

And I never got to know when my affection became this pain, and that It became you.

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Author: tanishmonga

There are poems inside you which paper can't handle.

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