Our wavelengths hardly match,
Our thoughts rarely sync,
We seldom wear matching outfits,
We don’t go for coffee dates,
candle light dinners, chew over future,
Kiss in public, exchange expensive gifts.
We talk about the empty chairs in the park,
nocturnal birds like us, starlight, full moon,
thorns in rose plant, nostalgia and Heartbreaks.
We share priceless secrets,
bitter life experience,
and harsh truth of sphere.
She’s a mathematician who measures
the length of my bleeding heart.
She’s a chemist who knew
my melting point.
She’s a pharmacist who offers
pills to my miseries.
She’s an artist who adds
tint to my unlit soul.
She says her happiness
lies in her memories, but mine in hers.
Humans offend her and when she cries,
her scars turn into stardust.
We feel the serein warming hearts
fight Kakorrhaphiophobia together.
We are a duplet,
and blooming from darkness.
She’s not just my lady-love,
a friend to a soulmate
and everything in between…
The jealous society grudges over our flawed love story,
I hope you don’t do the same.
[Kakorrhaphiophobia – It is an abnormal, persistent, irrational fear of failure.]
I literally spent a weekend writing this. I don’t know why it consumed so much time. I still doubt about the outcome even after posting it in my Instagram page. Also, I love writing as a male protagonist.
Thank you so much for reading!🙂