Maybe when you are lost again

You will try to reach out to me 

But nothing would be the same then

For I would have embarked on another page

Where it's only me

And my meaningfully loaded silence

Even if you knock on my broken heart

All you will find is 

Smithereens of us

I wouldn't be the same, then

I wouldn't forget how you drifted away

As per your convenience

Love isn't for months

And years

Love should have been ingrained

Unfortunately, it wasn't love

It was holding on to a straw

Till you reached the shores

So much for

"Till death do us apart" Affirmation!

©LR