Silent Understanding

So I guess this it. This is the moment where we split ways, in silence. 

We probably knows that if we start talking again, we will go back to square one, and with each passing day we only fall deeper and deeper. 

So instead, no matter how much it hurts, we wipe our tears away, held our head up high, and continue our journey in life.

There might not be another hug, another caress, another kiss
There might not be another late night chat, another dinner, another picture taken.

And the seafood we want to try, the holiday we plan to have.. There might not be any of those too.

And eventually your bluetooth will forget my number, and this time you won’t need to re-program it anymore because there might not be another phone call to make as you driving home from our get together.

In less than twenty four hours, I will leave the country. I wish I could take my heart with me. But I know it won’t happen this time. My heart and mind will stay here.

With you. 
With our memories.

And I love you, still.


Crossing the Universe

Somewhere in a parallel universe, I wear your ring, you wear mine. You nag at me for being so messy, and I sulk while trying to organize the chaos I produced. Yes, we still fight – or having arguments, as you always put it, but not the kinds we are having now. We still have insecurities, but these too will be different ones.

We’d cuddle in the sofa numerous nights as you watch your series about the pilot wives thingy while sipping your tea that I made for you. Two table spoon of sugar, dip the tea bag for five minutes, and stir longer than mine.

Around 10 or 11 we’d go brush our teeth and head to bed. We’d kiss good night, and you will read your books while I play my online games before we doze off.

Somewhere in a parallel universe, our life is different. We love each other fearlessly, we are each other’s priority, and I get to see you in your glasses.

There is one thing that stays the same, though.

We still cannot resist each other.