Little Milk Tea

How can I not be upset with you, when I know that you do not trust me, like I trust you?

and my eyes lingered in the immediate space around you far too longer than I intended to and there is nothing else that matters except you when I, too, wished that you kept some of your gaze for me that there is a possibility  that you couldn’t focus in a room with me because nothing else matters, too.

I will take back the promise that I will still be your friend. Because it is hard not to take your niceness as remnants of love for me And as I lull myself into that belief I find it harder to take the truth.

Waiting for you is like waiting for godot

Sometimes in the middle of the night I'd still wake up and wonder if you still love me. I learnt in class that love is impossible to measure, impossible to prove. I knew that, sadly, I will never get an answer. My only console was that perhaps, I would be happier if I didn't know the answer.

I was a story that he couldn't tell to the world And now you are a story that I don't know how to continue.

It tastes like love. The first sip is always refreshing; it's like you are intrigued by this wondrous new feeling that you have never experienced before. The taste of honey lingers on your palate and you just wanna melt in the sweetness of it. A few more sips and you are intoxicated; it leaves you wanting more and more. When you finally get used to the sweetness, the initial thrill fades into mellowness. The initial sweetness becomes numbness on your tongue. You try to recall the taste of sweetness but all you can taste is the staleness of it all. And that's when the aftertaste of bitterness materializes. You are sober enough to realize that you should stop drinking but you are too drunk with the idea of love to let go of it. Then in a rush of obsession you drain the entire bottle to salvage any remnants of sweetness you can find. But when you are awake from it all, you realize that all that remains in the bottle is the perpetual taste of emptiness and you only wish that you didnt have to wake up from your inebriety at all.