Letters to my Sister

They shivered a little more, As they saw her leaving. The subtle droop unnoticed, As the colors faded away. They waited for her, On that doorstep. Weary and drenched, Drowned in dismay. They were his words, She couldn't hear. They were her silence, He didn't understand. Language of withered flowers, A bouquet of lost dreams.

And ever since that moment, That unlikely move of fate, Two hearts dance, To a different beat. Each night, She smiles at the moon. Each day, She hums to the waves. Two different worlds, Him and Her. But a connection, So elevating. So electric. So empowering. A gush of emotions, That brings them ease. They know it is real. They know it is true. For it isn’t every day, The moon hums a melody, It isn’t every day, The waves smile back at you.

In that first little poem, you said my hand fit perfectly in yours. And yet, you shy away, as I reach out to hold your hand. You stole my heart with those words, words I believed, the same ones you didn’t keep. I was a fool, a fool in love. I haven’t learnt my lesson, for your words, I still fall. Failing to hold back each time, my broken little soul. I’ve pieced it together though, the heart that you shattered on your way out. Still weak from the blow, but strong enough to hold it through. Still a fool. Still in love.

Broken pieces of glass, she found as she tread on them. Her delicate feet, a bright crimson now, Left a trail as she started to retreat. She didn't wince for the cuts she now bared, the tears were only for the heart that bled.

I went for a walk today. Mask on. Covered my face, But the rest, Open. All colors of me. Visible. Open for judgement. Vulnerable. Open for classification. Was I a shade darker for her? A tad lighter for him? Oh wait, I fit right in with them. A relief. Seemed like Home. Then why was I still out of place? Suffocating, in my mask. Suffocating, seeing them hide in their invisible masks. Suffocating, in these boxes they put me in. I needed air! I tore open the box. I saw right through their masks. I took my mask down, Waited for a gush of air. And then it hit me. Our reality is what is suffocating. And as I wait gasping for change. The world burns in tears. With the rest of us, Alive, but still cant breathe.