Coupling... i thought i have found you.

It's the 5th of the third month and where are you? I am faced with an old, brown paper with no marks. am i to do the first stroke? I woke today with an ache upon my chest, would i still cry for you? I asked a colleague if the ache is an imminent danger and i was dismissed not to worry.

I miss breathing the air you breathe. I miss your smell that drowns me to the deepest locale of the ocean. i miss your sonorous voice. I am now without, although i have found the riches of my life. I cannot yet ask Him what has happened between us... I have told Him once that i found my better self.

The other day, on my way home, i dreamed a short dream of you (or was it me?) and your passing away. It struck me, that i haven't shed a tear. Always, everyday i choose to smile and to laugh and to fly but earth bids me to land, and now you are not there. What is the purpose of seeing the happy yesterday when you are not there anymore? Will i see you in heaven (if heaven forbid that you leave)?

Where are you, better self? Can you hear the shouts of my heart? Can you catch it in the tempest? Catch it, please.. please, do not forget me.