What if romance dies
Between you and me
Will you ever turn back and see?
What if words choke
When we meet
Will you help your thoughts
And try to speak?
In your distracted eyes
I try to find
Answers to my
floating mind
But you look away
as you smile
Repressing the truth
Like a juvenile
Seasons changed
and all turned white
colours faded
leaving nothing to excite
we were there
but we were lost
far away
in different thoughts.
‘It is time
To be free’
As we parted,
It spoke to me.
Feelings numbed
And eyes were dry
Romance between us
Finally died.
You did not try
Nor did I
None of us
Wept a parting cry
As you vanished
In the fog
Our long conversations
Echoed
Like a monologue.
