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Closure


It's absurd how I could both want you and still hate you so much

I've wondered about this moment maybe once or twice in a year

I flip through your Insta

Breathing in your beauty

As I watch my mind teleport right to this moment

To you, sitting across a table from me

Making meaningless conversations we both couldn't be bothered by

Will our bodies remember each other?

Will our hearts remember the fondness?


But knowing you, you'll probably try to laugh it off

Like these memories did not scar enough

And knowing me, I'll probably try to coordinate your tune

Because that's how it's always been

Hating you slightly beneath the laughter

Wanting to scream out the questions I could never ask out

Hoping you'll take them seriously

And ask me if we could talk more privately

My heart skipping millions of beats

As I accompany you to the adjoining room

Will our eyes remember each other?

Will our ears ring familiar those promises?


I ask you the questions

And you explain

And somehow we've been at this for more than a day

The tears, the laughter and the rage

Till your lips meet mine

And we both realize

Our bodies are nothing but strangers

That our hearts didn't grow fonder

As we untangle ourselves from these emotions

Sitting in the reminiscence of yesterday...


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