I thought I was done with you;
I was over with the idea of our ‘toxicity’;
But, I found you;
Fragments of you;
Lurking in the corners of my mails;
Holding on to your tight spot in my favourite song;
The shadow of your fragments at my favourite haunt;
In the light of the new day’s sun;
In the grainy sand particles never visited;
In old and forgotten words;
In stories that never saw the light of the day;
In pictures never taken;
In sunsets never enjoyed;
In sunrises never experienced;
On hills never climbed;
During leaps of faith taken alone;
Maybe you were never there;
Maybe you were;
Maybe it was your idea;
Maybe it was me;
Finding something in nothing.