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Brings back the memory of 

When a pluviophile girl dressed in grey

Met a balmy guy in azure shirt 

And I swear I spotted a rainbow out of the corner of my eye

How you ordered a hot cup of Espresso 

And I a Frappuccino, ice cold

Our coffee house conversation

Interspersed with dichotomy of our world views

Every line on the map which reminded me of a kinship torn apart 

Created a shape you wished to visit 

You with your Darwin talked about how sapiens survive

Me with my Plato talked of how humans live

"Ye tumhare meri baatein" played in the background 

And we exchanged the truest smiles

Hearing our humble desires spoken out loud

We lived upto the spirit of the song

With each meeting and each conversation

Our discrete perspectives completing each other

Weaved us into a perfect oxymoron

I ticked all your requirements of a perfect companion and you made me live the Hades- Persophone sort of life

Every meet seemed to be a still straight out of Before Sunrise

Debating over myriad topics and eventually agreeing to disagree

We were the pink-purple sky when day meets night

But then twilight lasts only for a few hours

Eagerness for change began to clash with comfort of familiarity 

Your excited eyes fixed on the road ahead failed to meet mine looking wistfully into the rear view mirror and we had to part ways

The shore where we last met summarised it all

A little part of the static land lost itself with

The waves receding back into the vast unknown

You thought it was time to move on

And I ,well I agreed to disagree, holding tight all the memories

Haunted by ghosts of the conversations which died

All these words exchaged but what stayed was ALMOST

We were almost perfect, almost meant to be.

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But, shouldn't I be whole?

pain.

you’ve become a friend. you’ve broken me into a hundred pieces and I’m finding a way to put myself back together again.

you’ve taken my stars away, the only place i call home.

you’ve shattered the ceiling of my mind & broken the rays of joy i held so close. you’ve found a way to live within me and i don’t know how to escape your hold. i’ve learned to love you. hate you. find you. and adore you. all at the same time.

to me you’re beautiful. yet deadly. you’ve taught me all I should know but the memories....my god the memories.

One by one my friends are moving on in life

One just just met a guy and they’re starting to go out

Another just got engaged and is planning her wedding

And another is expecting her first child

Although my heart bursts with joy for them

I can’t help but feel left behind

But I ask myself

Am I any less complete

Because my arms don’t hold a child,

Because there’s no ring on my left hand,

Or because I have no shoulder to cry on?

No, I am still whole

I know myself and am satisfied with life

Nothing can complete me or make me more me

I’m not left behind,

My journey is just a little longer than theirs

After all, good things come to those who wait

Anime on weekdays; I hang out with my

small dinner. The smell of dissatisfaction and noodles, butter and parmesan cheese holds 10% of my senses. A food combination I’ve been eating since I can chew.

My eyes, intrigued by color and light. White text moves across the tv screen. I hear Japanese in low tones and think in English.

I glance

Up and down

Up and down

Up and down, I need a sip of juice.

To my horror

To my horror.

My hand slips and my drink falls faster than my glasses as I bend down to grab my cup. A hallow *splud* rings out as I swear under my breath.

I reach for the black frame of my designer spectacles. The arm moves in an angry motion and my entire body follows.

“I need to hit the gym, my training has been lacking.” I say as no one is around to hear.

But

I see the lights, the light on the wall. They laugh at my failures. I ponder “How dare they, how dare you not exist. You mock me? Your max power levels will never reach the level I had in infancy.” The walls cease laughter. My thoughts killed them.

Good.

Mere milliseconds later, the train whistles as to laugh at my hardships. Her lair, 1 mile away at the nearby train station “You, YOU will never never have life. The strength, width and raw power you have in the engine and weight, will never be controlled or have sentience!!” (We has many bouts due to her lateness on several occasions made me late to the city). I made the train silent...My words and tone now has the ability to stop inanimate objects.

I feel powerful.

I power up and put my hand out to catch my fast falling body. The anticipation for the fast, 2 ft drop to the wet and red floor is hard on my nerves. “Don’t fail me mighty arm, use your power in conjunction with my hand to catch my body.”

“It will happen, YES it will happen, full power, I attained full power!!”

I put my hand out, on this red liquid.

“Yes, yes, yes I win, I did it. I feel amazing.”

....

Oh the ending isn’t dubbed in English yet.

It’s anticlimactic anyway..

Want me to just tell you?

He reaches the floor and his body slips on the juice. It was a nasty mess. He has to do laundry in the next arc. The end.