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Tuesday, May 2, 2017

In your atmosphere

The feeling of a song on loop
Is like feeling that your life rewinds
Every 3 verses, I go back a mile..
A mile back towards your aroma stuck in time. Back one mile, back towards India.. back one mile
The feeling of your ghost all smiles
How it would have been, could have been
I have red onions on my frying pan..
Imagining what it would have been like to cook 
for you and hear you joke "Delicious, think I'll survive "

But every tick backwards, my beard strands turn whiter
Every day towards you, your life slips farther
Towards permanent commitments
To loves forevers
Back home, the memories I so vividly see are frozen
Just the paint on the walls is faded, it's greyscale.

And 3 verses behind, back a mile, deep dive..
Into a dream, my head on your ghost's thighs
My bed burns up before it lands into yours
Wherever I go, whatever I do
I land into your atmosphere on fire
Never touching you, whispering nevermind.
Whatever you know, wherever your man
I am not quite content knowing he'll love you forever.
The sunset you bask in will forever be sad, being the inverted semicircle it is.
I know you tried to reach out,
I was deaf and blind,
until the day you left..
Until the day you left
I still had and have more left in me
But one day, you let go
and the string slips out of your reach so fast.
You can never compete with time,
but only time can compete with love.
and that sums up my only hope.
Good night.