Her message popped on my notification bar,
Thought I, that my words were unanswered,
She left, bare, striking all my scars,
Reminiscing was very hard,
Relapse was not very far.
Fighting a rebellious war inside,
Wanting to cry, deep inside,
Heart was pounding like a beast inside,
Felt carried away by a pair of hounding- wild.
Not wanting to pry into,
Having second thoughts to see -
the letters juxtaposing onto, the phone-
For she had left my responses un-dialed.
Still thinking if i was a hindering,
Myriad illusions kept my psyche unresponding,
For she never had, one reason to tell.
Patience was the last thing in my mind,
But all my memories with her started to wind,
I felt my breath pulsating,
Forcing me to unfold the message,
Making me fall again and again fixating,
Resenting and crying was the one thing -ever lasting.
Wanting to forgive myself,
Closing my eyes,
To give another chance,
For, the silence, remains a bliss to all scars.
Handling the device,
On my sore palm,
My heart melted by the sight of her name,
It breathed "I Miss You"....