Crazy in love

I loved, it was a phase,
in time we parted ways,
and I was in state of daze,
being in such an awkward place.


I drank, one wrong move,
because you were so aloof,
and my paranoia drove,
it was then, our hearts broke.


I grieved, you were hurt,
I was sad, you were curt,
and I felt truly, it was justified,
what's past could not be rectified.


I moved, atleast tried,
for I knew I was tied,
to figments of that memory lane,
those winters could never come again.


I dreamt, a few nights,
beyond our wrongs and rights,
two of us, watching sunrise on a hill,
a subtle thought touched, like early morning chill.


I ignored, life was busy,
in different worlds, living in a tizzy,
but in dark of night, on that lonely platform,
dwelled a loner, living in his dream, to reform.


I reflected, of my happiest,
it was not what you would expect,
It was our jabber, sitting behind all people,
those silly moments when our joy was palpable.


Hence I know, what I really missed,
not you but of you, it wont cease to exist,
a milieu, when our imperfections contracted,
an addicting high, when our chemicals reacted.


Do it wrong and we are salt and water,
and It feels alright the way I have her,
like nature designed us, in noble ways,
you are still with me, not more, not less.