Broken

No force.

No abuse.

No brittleness.

But so soft,

That it broke...

 

 

 

Glimpse of Hell

 

Single grey tick.

Double grey tick.

No double blue tick.

 

White circle.

Blue circle.

No profile picture in the circle.

 

Key-in the number.

Press the green ‘dial’ button.

Disconnect.

 

Last seen – today.

Active – 1 min ago.

Missed call.

 

Glaring at WhatsApp.

Staring at Facebook Messenger.

Looking at the phone.

 

In continuum.

Three months.

Eternity-like.

 

Painful.

Grieving.

Traumatic.

 

 My mind knew "Yes".

 My heart believed "Yes".

 Hope said "Yes".

 

I believed in myself.

 I trusted my Love.

 Faith was powerful.

  

The wait - long, never-ending.

Patience - tested.

Wholemates - reunited.

 

Hoping he’ll stay,

Come what may,

Till the end of my days.

 

Love is painful.

Love is beautiful.

Love is true.

 

This is Love.

Love is faith.

Faith is forever.