I had a dream about you,
Back in the day.
Or may be it was real.
It’s all blur now.
I remember you flourishing-
Spreading like a wildfire through my heart.
Heating the wet moldings,
In to precious shapes!
Becoming the walls of my heart.
Fleshed the wall of my thick vessels.
Giving me the sign of life.
Beating!
Not once, but unceasingly.
Even for a second.

I thought you were my passion.
I thought you were the air I breath.
I thought you constituted every ounce of me.
Until you smashed me into pieces.
Broken my heart like I was a cheap vase.
You stumped all over my heart.
O expectations!
You’re not just an ache of my heart.
You were once the drizzle to grow my heart.
But now-
You’ve become a tornado to destroy it.

Here I’m now,
My broken heart is still beating.
Only trying not to fall for expecting.
Again-all over again!

[Title credit: @RunawayGroom]