The Last Meeting

“Tattered memories, shapeless emotions and unfulfilled desires” keeps lingering on her mind. The last meeting remained like a scar on his heart.  He tried his best explaining the turmoil he was fighting in his mind every day and night. That day, words couldn’t curb her anger or maybe it was more the angst within her which was exploding and causing the damage.  

What was she wanting from the conversation remained an undying mystery for him. She knew he is the one yet not the one with her right now.  He gave her a reason to smile just like sunshine in her life yet the rays faded as it touched her. He became the prose of her poetry yet she felt detached from the words. 

“She was the one, I wanted you to stay”, his thoughts echoed in solitude. He was strong enough to put a normalcy mask in front of the world yet fighting the conflict in his heart every moment.  He was aware of the damage being caused yet was still struggling to save the leftover.  

She was the one who had lit the fire yet the one who was finding something in the ashes. She had mixed up too many unwanted thoughts which resulted into a shapeless emotion. The only culprit of her guilt and the loss of a loved one she was mourning for. 

Then started the vicious game of chasing moments lost back in time and hunt of distractions to scrub the pain off.  A prolonged time is an excuse to not look back but a glance in the past will take you back into the dark corner of the room.