Simplicity...

(Written to the brief of not using the Sense of Sight)


she peeped inside
she never saw me

people were talking
i couldn't even hear them anymore

her fragrance became the air
it became my breath

no one even noticed

something took me over
even i didn't notice

she walked away
as if nothing happened


that,
was day zero.


day three thousand!

i entered slowly
she didn't see me

she was on the phone
i didn't hear her

i heard her fingers
talk to her long hair

she pulled them over her shoulder
i stood

she kept the phone
she stood

once again, no one noticed

as we slowly took
the breath of our lives

and
memories rolled by
over our cheeks
smooth no more...