Existence Fading into Emptiness
One fine day I woke up and realized,
That the right side of my bed had always been creaseless.
about who loved more,
were all by myself.
I had been staring at emptiness
while I thought I was admiring your beauty.
The midday conversations we had,
those sudden morning kisses,
deciding what food to eat,
those angry fights where I kept yelling louder and louder;
you were never there in any of those.
The urge to love was so strong
that I had to conjure you up
to unburden myself
of all the love I had amassed all these years.
As I loved with every chromosome of my existence,
I transformed into the one I loved.
And every time I loved a little stronger,
Until I ceased to exist.
You were all that remained.
Your fallen hair.
Your clothes that were strewn across the floor.
Your amount of sugar in my coffee.
The food you loved.
Your favorite color in my room.
Your reflection in my mirror.
And then one day
I woke up
to realize that
you never existed
and I had lost myself.
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