Physical

A hug is what I can give

as innate, as sincere as it sounds

no matter how much it is twisted and manipulated by the others


I agreed when you said that you are a giver

for I had the same thought of myself, once, in space

sounds like a layer, peeled and reoccurred


I do not crave for love

as much as I love to be warmth and embraced

as much ideas and thoughts of romance I'd like to put into play

No

I couldn't give in

simply because I am unlike you

Subconsciously fitting in gaps each being could do so, for you

beans for breakfast, lotus for lunch,

soup for supper?

I am a fool, I'd say

so is it true that I have nothing to lose at all?



So what - about that

it all sums of love and affection

it was all gray though

I couldn't get by the emitted melancholy

It breaks me to read between the lines

process what happened, and what is happening

to conclude that our actions do not tally with words

    words that came into the picture eventually



I wish to just not see you

for the moment

so that I could find more of myself

if you have proved me wrong that it is not worthy to fight for




In need of a downpour,
wake me up if you hear the birds chirping to your ears.