Hunger Games

I'm hungry my love,
for the love you're supposed to give,
for the life we were supposed to live..
I'm starving for that intimate walk,
that first kiss where you'll be out of breath,

and I will be on my knees..
I'm famished, for I fear our time never came
and our emotions vanished..
Did it get too real too soon?
Did I lose even before I got a chance to participate?
Or is it one those outbursts that I'm going to regret..
If I don't call on you, would you stay?
Will I again come home to the cruel tunes of fate?
Is it a disease though?
I thought you're the cure.
You ever present aura was kind enough to heal me..
Now this sudden abstinence from you is killing me from the inside..
I'm stuck, stuck in a motel of memories turning toxic by the second,
unhinging my senses to a state of numbness..
Is it true that the door is closed?
Is it true that you don't want me anymore?
Did I ever matter?
Would you be alright If I shatter?
Cause you were the one who fixed me up piece by piece..
As you chose you forget me,
as you chose not to keep me ,
allow me turn into dust,
a pile of lifeless debris with only the reminisces of a bittersweet
aftertaste of a benovalent tragedy..