Arastya Zanain

Take a breath, and pretend that I'm calm-

1, 2, 3, 4

Gone like the flames of Notre dame.

I pretend that that I can breathe through the smoke

And smile like my throat doesn't burn.

I pretend I don't notice my fingers clasping around the air.

I pretend I don't whisper little prayers.

I pretend it doesn't tear my heart out to be alone;

How does it feel to live instead of just enduring?

I wouldn't know.

How does it feel to move on with the tides of time?

Am i supposed to know?

What a curse it is to bear my heart.

I'll stand by the corpse of the dead mouse at the side of the road,

Wishing it some kind of a soft warm depart for its soul.

While everyone moves on, ill be stuck at the sight of its matted fur

You didn't deserve that, you didn't deserve to be forgotten by the world.

I didn't deserve that, I didn't deserve to feel forgotten by God.

There I was once again,

Blurred lines of reality became my life's bane.

Soft warm glow of candles lit the whole room;

Melody from a far away dream danced in the flame.

Fragrance I once couldn't forget.

The gleam of love that painted us gold,

Seemed that light could never grow old.

I could remember the softest gaze.

The way it reflected mine,

The sweetest of highs.

Nothing but warmth deep within my heart.

Nothing around mattered but us

Us, such an enchanting word.

Us, I wished to feel, oh lord.

Us, forever encased in the amber of my mind,

Us in a daydream of silence and peace I wished to find.

For us the world would stand still,

For us, the world would kneel.

Nothing else could explain love as beautifully as us.

For when we are together nothing is needed to explain us.

For us, I thought was everlasting

But oh us ended up as nothing but a blurred mirage .

Just a breath away.

Just a future away