Days and nights filled with anticipation
The inexplicable, heart-wrenching hesitation
Fruitless tries, in your head on repeat
Two ice-creams and a hurried meet

Fleeting glances, never-ringing phone beeps
That fear of the unknown; of faith, a leap
Ideas all channelled down the same tunnel
The infinite loop; think , ponder and mull

Wishing for the sun to never come up
And then never sink in the horizon; A roundup
Of incomplete sentences & unexpressed emotion
Reality far removed from created notion

Of foggy evenings, skipping ropes,
Unfinished thoughts & dashed hopes
When it fits too perfectly to be right
An unhappy ending in plain sight

Joys multiplied manifold, sorrows quelled
Disoriented thoughts, miseries dwelled
Upon, with grey clouds overhead, forlorn
For it’s only ephemeral; it’ll be gone

The guise of forever, shattered
Pieces of broken glass & hearts, scattered
Gashes, open wounds, blood splattered
‘But, then, it never really mattered.’