That Evening

"I’ve missed you."

"I said, I’ve missed you."

"I heard you both times. "

"Well? "

"Well, what? "

"Don’t do this to me. "

"And what is it that I am doing to you? "

"You know what I mean. "

"There is nothing left to be said. "

"Please… "

"You're hurting my arms. Let me go. And, from now on, you have to let me go!"

"I can’t. "

"You have too, you did before."

"And you will hold that against me forever, won’t you? "

"Wouldn’t you have?!"

"Don’t… please. Stop…. "

"I have, I did. Long ago. And it’s about time, you did, too…"

Twilight Discussions

And so it was
the twilight of our meeting of minds
would many more ensue
No.. I guess not
we wouldn't have had this moment otherwise
We're running out of time!
darkness beckons, rushing its presence.
The green-eyed devil of darkness just won't let us be

And so it was.
Goodnight then, my twilight too has arrived
My Twilight..whispering its remnants of dying rays
telling me I've run out of it
I know, yes, I do know.
And I shall be ahead of you.
with this shut of a vision I shall drift
until darkness drapes.
for I wish not to greet
its blackened wishes, of dragged eternity

Where do we go from here

"What do I do? "
"What is it that you want to do? "

"No. I mean to make her happy. "
"Would doing that make you happy? "

"That’s not the point. "
"That is precisely the point. "

"Can you please help me here instead of confusing me! "
"I am not confusing you, you're already confused. I am clear with things. "

"Where do I stand in your life? "
"You don’t want to know. "

"But I do. .... This is not a laughing matter. What’ so funny?"

"You. What more do you want? You already have it all. "

"And what about you? "

"What about me? I am fine. I always have been. "

"You’re not helping. "

"I cannot help you on this one. I refuse to. If any decision is to be made, it’s on your own accord."

"How could you? "

"And how could .. you?"

Over Coffee

"Do you miss him? "

"I don’t know. Maybe. "

"What do you mean maybe? You either do, or you don’t. "

"I guess I haven’t given it much thought. So, the times I do.. I guess, yeah. Other times, no, just doesn’t seem to matter. "

"Why do you do this? "

"Do what? "

"This. Pretending you don’t feel as much as you truly do. "

"Because I don’t. What’s the big deal? "

"Don’t you want to be happy? "

"You’re joking, right? "

"No. why would you say that? "

"What makes you think that I’m unhappy, for God’s sake? "

"Well…. "

"You’re daft, my friend, kind, but daft. I am not unhappy. Haven’t been for a truly long time! "

"So you’re saying you’re happy with your life? With how things are? "

"Aren’t you? Are you? "

"Me? "

"Yes. You. "

"Hey. I’m the one asking the questions here. "

"Ahah. Defensive are we? "

"Oh Shush! You like doing this, twisting and turning things around. "

"Hahahaha! No, really. Sigh. Ok. I am not unhappy, I wouldn’t say that I am absolutely thrilled with life every single day, but for most of the days, I am .. content, pretty much, very contented with life. How’s that? "

"Even with all that has happened? "

"Even more so. "

"You’re strange. "

"Hahaha. Which makes you a stranger creature to want to hang out with me.. and the rest. Now. If all of us were strange, that would make us pretty much normal as amongst ourselves, wouldn’t it? "

"I don’t know why I bother sometimes! "

"Because you love me, my dear, because you love me! "

And hearty laughs ensue, as they usually do.

I'm sorry

"Why? "
"I don’t know. "

"What do you mean, you don’t know. Don’t you start acting stupid on me. "

"Well.. you’ve never thought me smart, have you. "

"Don’t you start! "

"I haven’t even begun! But it’s true isn’t it? You’ve always thought me beneath you. "

"Shut up! It’s all in you mind. "

"And yours! Yes, and you know it’s true. If anyone is lying, it’s you. If anyone is pretending some things don’t exist, it’s you. "

"Stop making this about me. "

"But it is, isn’t t? It’s always about you. If I have done anything wrong, it’s only because it’s wrong by YOU! If anything is not good enough, it’s because it’s not good enough by you. Never mind that it’s perfectly ok with anyone else in the world. "

"You’re the one with the complex. "

"Oh it’s me now, is it? Well, so be it. I’m tired. "

"We’re not done. Don’t you dare turn your back on me! "

"Well, make up your mind. You can't seem to stand the sight of me, now you wish not to see the back of me. I thought that would be a welcome sight. "

"You know I hate sarcasm, so shut it. "

"Fine, I’m sorry. "

"What? "

"I said I’m sorry. "

"Don’t you say you’re sorry if you don’t mean it. That was no apology and you know it. "

"Look. I can’t win. You say I’m wrong, yet when I apologise and you make such a fuss about it. You win okay? You’re the fine one, you’re the perfect one, you’re the one who does no wrong. Satisfied? "

And as it always does, the door slams shut.

I Missed the Rising Star

I missed it, the rising star.

I had chosen instead,
to look at the setting sun
as my last vision.

I thought that was all to it.

Maybe, if I had waited a little longer..
But I couldn't have. The moment was stolen
and tried as I might, I could not have turned back to
grasp its end..

So I stood still.

The star?
well, it had chosen to rise without me.
Hah! Desertion in the deserts.
Poetic, this justice.