Your memory is a strange event
It trespasses every boundary, conscious or subconscious
A caress that never ceases to touch my cheek lovingly
A smile that keeps showering a sweet assurance upon me
A murmur comforting me out of the wretchedness of living
A happiness grips my very soul when I recall “us”
That once I’d you, not as a memory in teary eyes
Albeit as succour, a supplication, a physical reality
All those moments we shared our secrets, laughters & tears
All seem like opening their warm arms for me
To have me seized by their exotic contentment
The contentment that’s become just a flicker, a brief taste now
In its place a grief a loneliness have me trembling, forever
A constant trembling meant for deeper shattering
Those jolts of ache, that nameless sharp pinch
Which cuts the passage of my breathing & seeps into my bones
The roads we walked on together
The places we explored together
The friendships we carved together
They torment me or they tend to me alternately
How & when you become my most feared & cherished thought?
That I fear no death, I fear the life without you.
To the woman whose absence has yet to reveal the extent of void she left within me, for, still, I can’t measure it.