Morning glory

You kiss me 

On the forehead

I am taken aback

Mumbling

Good morning

Candidly asking

Is everything 

Alright with your head?

Half awake

Half in the dream

I look away

I am a little shy

It is just 

It has been a while

Since someone did that

With a genuine smile.

Universal force

Sometimes, you just need to let things be in order for you to move on.

Taking sides

I am the friend in between

Who will be summoned to take a side

When one will be less than keen

And save the other from a landslide.

It will be unconceivable

For me to give unbiased answers

If one were to ask for advice and counsel

Presuming that I can pick a winner.

Though reluctant to take a step back

There is a reason why I am against

My judgement will never be on track

By getting involved in this case.

I am implicated in some way

Even if it is not my story to tell

With luck, it was Cupid I had to play

Because being a referee will not end well.

After the end

After the end

When the only image left

Is the idea of your scent;

And of what it reeks

Is your face in distress

When you claimed you were weak.

While details fade away

The agony is permanent

If only it were the other way

Flashbacks would not burden.

After the end

When the only new beginning

Is a heart that is broken;

And what to look forward to

Is the vision of a next life

When it will not kill me to love you.

While there are plenty of fish in the sea

The belief I found the One daunts me

 If I were to have one last plea

Flashbacks, for my sake, stop haunting me.

On your shoulders

Responsibility is more than doing the right thing; it is wanting to do it right.

Plenitude

The only way to love is with all that you are all that he is.

Own terms

The only norm I follow is my own. 

A place of contrast

This is the place
Where hearts reunite

And others are torn apart.

Here searching

For a face in the mass

While others wave adieu

Through the thick window glass.

Finally when eyes meet

Their smile is so bright

But others will turn the corner

Clutching to one last sight.

Welcoming you with flowers

I will miss you, I murmur --

A place of contrast

Feelings digress

While others grow steadfast.

In those tears of joy 

Or heart-rending turmoil,

Whether you are coming in
Or it is me that is flying
Hugs feel the same

Because honesty
They both exclaim.

Hellos and Goodbyes

Our life is never on standby
It will always sting

When someone you love is leaving.

And like the glow of fireflies,

It is always a piece of paradise

To see you arriving.

Double entendre

A scar is not a reminder that you got hurt; but that you survived.