A knock on the door,

Opened by me.

Stood opposite me,

Was him.

Disappointed,

Mad,

I was.

Him.

He,

Tried to apologise.

Can’t do.

Unbearable.

 

My face from him.

Turned away.

My hand, he grabbed.

“Can’t live without you”

he said.

“I’m sorry”

he said.

“Forgive me”

he said.

His pride,

Was broken.

He cried.

 

Me?

I laughed.

“Forgiven”

I said.

“I need you”

he said.

Hate him,

Love him too.

Didn’t answer.

The door?

Closed.

Why?

Ambiguous.

 

Murmurs…

I heard ‘em…

“I love you”

he said.

Me?

I cried.

“I heard you”

he said.

 

“Why?”

I asked.

“What?”

he asked.

“This happened?”

I asked.

“Coz I need you”

he answered.

 

“Not good enough”

I said.

“What can I do?

He asked.

“For what?”

Dumbly, I asked.

“You to come back”

replied.

“Nothing”

answered.

“Why nothing?”

asked.

“I need you too”

By me

no hesitation…

 

“I’m smiling”

he said.

“Know why?”

he asked.

“Guessing denied”

answered.

“Relief”

he said.

“Know you do”

said me.

 

“I miss you”

he said.

“Me too”

I said.

“Open the door”

he said.

“Okay”

 

He embraced me.

“Sorry once again”

“Didn’t realise you’re important”

he said.

“Didn’t know I was”

I answered.

“You are”

he murmured.

“I love you”

he whispered.

“Love you too”

“I’m happy”

Said by me.