Up

Up there,

I was only sure about you.

And-

the rest divided itself into two.

Taciturn and Hullabaloo.

Frolicsome and Afflicted.

Centripetal and Centrifugal.

My mouth dried up

I knew I needed water.

But, his kiss was the best drug.

The hypothetical noise from the next room

faded in and faded out.

My voice had turned shrill

It was indeed tiresome,

modicum sleep was what I needed.

But, I could hear him blink.

Everything smudged prominently.

It was 2pm,

Home called me back.

Dying felt like breathing,

I said him  I loved him.

A goodbye forever was not enough to suffice me.

I tore off all the graffitis,

posted a happy picture of his,

that was never born.