Fool.

He whispers the words,
"I love you, I miss you."
She strikes,
Mysteriously smiling.
As it came to delight her ears.
He ran his fingers through her hair.
Just to feel just to see if the smile.
Was just a facade.
Or was it not.

He knows not.

She cries.
Over the words.
Contemplating over the pasts.
He makes a joke.
What burns over her amber.
Isn't sorrow.
But his words.
He assumes.

He knows not.

No words,
Can reverse her feelings.
Inside her.
Was a woman crying.
Once upon a time.
She fell in love.
Now too afraid to give it all.

He knows little.

Yet she smiles.
Struggling to say.
She is fine.
Words & apologies.
Do not seem to mellow her feelings.
We part.
Saying goodbye.
Without her turning back.

He knows little.

He hits wall.
Contemplaing like a fool.
"Foolish was I," he says.
In the showers.
She cries.
Masquerading her tears.
Too afraid to lose her.
He lost his mind.
No where near sane.
Anymore because.

He's such a fool.

His eyes swelled red.
Depressed is he.
He is now frail.
The one who's weak wasn't she.
Now he feels lost.
One of the purposes that makes him alive.
One of the purposes that makes him happy.
Under the dark moon.
He walks.
Like how he did 5 years ago.
If rain comes.
No shades will protect him.
He only feels wrong.
Because.
He loves her still.

Asyraf Amir. 20150617.

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In the summer

I stretch out on the shore

And think of you.

Had I told the sea.

What I felt for you.

It would have left its shores,

Its shells,

Its fish,

And followed me.

-Nizar Qabbani.

Where are you.
Asyraf Amir. 20150617.