Lost in the mêlée

I hear your footsteps behind me,

I turn around but all I can see is you walking away.

I feel your breath on my neck,

But all that is left is the air you touched while you passed by.

I search for your eyes among the crowd,

But all that I can see is the emptiness in your heart.

I try to reach out and touch your hand,

But all I can feel is the cold she left in your soul.

I sometimes see you talking to her,

I sometimes see you walking to her,

I sometimes feel you crying for her,

I sometimes know you are dying for her.

How things take such a vicious turn,

When all you can do is look away and burn.

How life stabs a wound in your heart,

When all you wanted was a fresh start!

I come again from where I started,

Lost in the mêlée, quite outsmarted.

The smiles are still there, the eyes still twinkle,

But there’s no life left there, if one must tinkle.

~~~ Deeksha