|| When Love Changed ||
When love changed,
The assimilated pieces of the finished puzzle,
Started to fall apart.
Like the crumbled pieces of satin that held us together.
Disarrayed thoughts lingering in mind,
Questioning everything,
Seeking answers to whether it was meant to be.
Her warm gaze and her fuzzy breath on my skin,
Started to turn into cold glares and painful silences.
Her cold feet against mine,
On a wintry night, under the blanket
Turned into tumultuous and agonizing distance.
The nights turned darker and the winter turned colder,
The fireplace and the coffee pot, unattended.
The blanket, all but warm,
Could not keep the winter outside this time.
The empty sound of the wind chimes on a rainy morning,
The coffee mug, still stained with her lipstick.
The bedsheets, still the same.
She never looked back,
Through the plexi-glass behind the cab.
And that is how love changed.
-Arghadeep Das
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