My eyebrow
flickers uncontrollably….
He paws me…
There is a
tear
Streaming
down his face.
And I say
to him …
There is
sadness in me too…
There is a
love lost for me too…
I’m sorry I
don’t spend enough time with you..
He curls up
quietly next to me …
He is one
of the last to remind me I am not alone…
He is one
of the last to show me I am just one in the universe.
You’re born
alone. You die alone.
The in
between is just a mirage of experiences and adventures
Collected over
time.
The in
between is hot summer nights
And cosy Christmas
Eve’s
Of heart
wrenching pain
And breathless
laughter.
Of love had
and love lost.
While the
clock strikes on and the eyebrow twitches…
I look in
his eyes.
Mirrors.
Reflections
to my soul.
I love me. I
hate me. I want to be me. I want to love me.
I’m numb …
yet my fingers write on…
It’s all
murky now.
I curl up
next to him.
And breathe.
It’s all a
painted veil.
And yet a tear tries to escape.
In gratitude
possibly for all that was, is and all that could be.
The first
one to love us…the last one to leave us
Yet she
still stands by us unconditionally…
He licks my
face...
While my
throat constricts,
So I just breathe…
While he walks
away from me…
