Short—term Accomplice—
I’m going to romanticize this a bit here–
You know you. I know me.
This little endeavor of our’s,
This is life being comical! Ironical?
My stupidity has been around since time
I’m not sure what was your excuse.
This is me being me. But–
I’ve learnt to allow myself to be hurt again.
Its almost as if, there is a thrill–
In the uncertainty of the situation.
A little comfort in being able to see it fall.
A little fun is walking over the lines.
You held my hand there -
For a little longer than you needed to.
I noticed the way you were looking at me.
What did you think I was doing asking you why?
This little game of ours is fun.
I am past the point of hiding my thoughts..
This me, will write about the littlest of moments.
Your smug childish face deserves it.
You took me walking through my fears
Your words comforted me over my knowledge.
You telling me of your tales, listening to mine..
It’s the same old little things, just another rhyme.
It’s another you, another me; or maybe not.
Very me, very new– anew.
Fuck it! I walk alone again! You’re leaving..
These smuck branches smile at me..
You’re still here, just not next to me.
It’s going to rain, and I am continuing ahead–
This poem is about my journey.
You’re just another detour. That’s all!
And I write this with a smile on my face.
To this point, I hope you are as confused as me
Maybe this is what I’ll do. Walk alone.
Pen down my symphony of looping commotions!
Are you following me?
Life has its intriguing ways of surprising us.
It does so honestly to support us.
These detours, endeavors, and adventures..
Whatever you may call it, are here cause we need it.
I carved out for myself a little escape in this company
Shared my elements of joy with you–
Your unapologetic yeses were comforting.
Your trusting aura felt safe.
Do you have anything else to say?
To be so me, with a stranger is still new to me.
But this is a new me. Braver. Bolder.
I’ll remember you, my short-term accomplice.
But I dont think I’ll walk pitch-black forests again–
I think I’ll sleep better now. Midnights in my cozy.
Evenings will drag me to sunsets by the water,
Forest trails will pull me towards one more swing.
You’ll be in my thoughts until you’re not anymore.
We’ll move on. You & I–
and life will go on as it did before..
