To the loved one ✨
You used to walk on my right, keeping me to your left, signifying me being your heart and you always being my right choice.
Holding hands, me cringing over something lame you said, or you smirking on something witty I said.
Coming outside the metro station stepping on the escalator, I keep my head on your shoulder and there's a moment of silence between us.
While we hear the traffic pass by, the unwanted honking or the crowd noises, I just tighten my grip of the hand which is tangled with yours and then we stop and stare into each other's eyes just for a minute but it feels like home.
Every noise seems to fade away, I can feel my heart beat so fast and you kiss my forehead and I'm left teary eyed. I fumble before I can say how I really feel.
You walk me home and I replay it like my favourite song, over and over again.
It's been month's now, that you're gone. Somedays I gather the courage to walk on that road trying to fit my footsteps synching my memory flashback.
Just like we used to, I smile but it fades away because I look for that shoulder, those hands, that smile and I never thought I'll say this but I miss those lame jokes.
So tell me where shall I go
To the left where nothing's right
Or to the right where nothing's left.