RETRACING

Somehow, I find myself 

retracing the pathways we once took-

the stairs to the arcades, the long hallways,

all those banisters where watched you slide,

the elevators which we chose to not ride.

With the hope of finding you there,

I stride myself past the stairs.

But maybe it's too much to ask for.

Why did I even presume, you'd be there-

right where we parted ways?

But my love,

may I write to you?

for I never got the chance to say this-

do not drift too far away-

from me, from us.

Trust me, even before 

we both knew each other, 

I knew - we were meant to be. 

I knew those casual gazes were not random,

And I wished to stare into your eyes 

a little longer, before yours held mine.

 

I miss catching a glimpse of myself 

inside your eyes, your dilating pupils-

I wish to see it again-'cause for once, 

I need it for myself 

and not for my poetry.

but...do I really belong there? 

Divine, it was,

to see you in the lobby.

Destiny, may I call? 

'cause coincidence treats it too lightly.

Let me confess before its too late;

I have always yearned-

to be the wind that caresses you,

the rain that drenches you,

the sky that you gaze at,

the moon you admire,

to be the shoulders that you cry on,

to be eyes you lose yourself in,

the face that you would search for,

the heart you would confide in,

the love you quietly crave.

give me a fresh start,

and I'll prove myself right-

If not, please be alive, 

for I can live another decade

with you in my mind.

And so forth, do not drift 

too far away- from me, from us.

For my feet refuses to walk, any other way.

and I'll retrace my path-

to you, forever, for ever.