We buy peace with loaded chambers

and call it a truce.

After levelling the muzzles at the place

where olive branches once grew.

In that secret nook of my heart,

where darkness reigned,

I hear your approaching footsteps,

as if you are coming to light a lamp.

My eyes avoid meeting yours now,

My mind goes berserk and boils over,

My core shrinks and soul cringes,

My body wants to run away,

My once caring hands rise involuntarily to choke you,

Every time you come nearby.

Standing at the doorway,
Where our dreams once kissed the sky,
I see the girl at the corner of the road, pause,
Is it you, or just a shadow passing by?

In the realm where footsteps falter and time dissolves,
Lies a chasm too vast for any voyage.
A silent ocean of unreachable dreams,
Where the horizon whispers promises forever out of reach.

You touched my soul—a gentle drop from a cloud above and high,
Settling softly on my palm, whispering secrets of the sky.
A fleeting caress, a moment suspended in time,
You slipped through my fingers, leaving behind memories and lies.

The same petite frame,

That lost look in those eyes.

Crashed life on the rocks of disappointments,

Eyeballs floating in a sea of lost hopes.

With the grey rain clouds clearing to an azure sky,

Shows the cirrus clouds above slowly marching past.

Carrying with it our memories, making me smile,

You and me with so many characters from our past.

I still see you in my mind's eyes,

Frolicking on my emerald lawn.

Pacing down the driveway,

My heart knows that you are long gone.