We are Nuclear..

I don't know whether the glass is half empty or half full.All I know is I'm drowning in in my emotions and I'm done playing it cool.

I feel my passions for you burning inside my body like Tapanuli fever.I pour myself a glass of wine and cry me a river..

I touch my burnt cigarette with my lips one last time before it flickers away.

Just like I did with you before it all ended in flames.Even if I light a new one it still feels the same.

All the roads I take for exile are shipwrecked by the reminiscences of the sweet words which you used to whisper in my ears when we couldn't get enough of each other.

We had enough of each other I guess,plutonic notions exploding like reactors to a nuclear fission, swearing our atoms won't ever get close to each other ever again.We subjected our love to entropy, sparing each other another lifetime of pain.

©writernova

Zendaya

My world is very different from yours, lightyears apart, theorically doomed, practically not feasible to co-exist.

But we do share the light of the same star, shade of the same sky in the same universe don't we?

May be you are my reckoning,  or just may be you are the miracle that I was hoping for all along..

The times  I have pushed you away to save myself,  are the times I wanted to seek solace in arms..

But why do I feel tangled in your thoughts when I promised myself I will never go down that road again.. 

For I'm lost, in love, confused and in denial about my feelings for you, making sure not to make you aware of the power you have over me.. 

You make me weak on my kness yet when I'm with you give me the courage to face the world with all their eyes judging me..

Not a day goes my when I don't want to tell you the truth, that You mean much more to me than I let the world to believe..

The truth that there is a part in me which believes in you more than my insecurities..

We are fight a cold war, you and I, and sadly we both are losing in this entropy of madness.

But be it winning or losing and everything in between, I want to do it all with you,every day every week, every season, surrendering to my unscathed notions which rebels against every reason which tells me we can't be together..

We are doomed ,you and I.

Doomed to either fall in love or fall apart, Doomed to see this through, or break each other's heart..

©writernova