
if this turns to friendship,
it only means tat one of us will suffer.
tat when we meet after d worse of endings,
tere will only b tis skin of wrds between us
most of them for boredom,
fewer for loneliness
rising out of our mutual space of breath,
leaving behind a bluer sky
each moment of departure.
and one of us will cling on to its blue,
hung on partings lik a muted cloud,
while the other rides
on a wing of wrd away from here.
1:45 PM sprinklinq love Y