A world after you.

There’s a wholeness in everything when I’m with you

It’s not just an internal wholeness 

It’s everything 

After I’ve met you, known you, it feels like there were never enough trees, never enough birds chirping, never enough rain, or at least the right amount that makes an ambience glow.

There were never enough shadows on the street

Like there were too many cars and too less breeze 

Like there was too much Sea and very less Forest 

There was an imbalance to this City.

To my world.

To every place I went.

Which I seemed to enjoy,

until you showed up.

In your warmth, in your arms, in your breath I find all the missing parts of every thing

I find air itself reaching for my lungs and filling it up with not oxygen, but something intangible. 

Something I didn’t know the air even had.

And it’s after I’ve known you, known the wholeness of the universe

That every moment away, departed from you.

Feels breathless

Feels like an elongated period of searching for that chemical component in everything.

It’s like an unstable bond waiting for covalency 

It’s painful and it’s lonely and it’s just not enough without you.

Life has become a 'before you' and 'after you' series of days,

A 'with you' and 'without you' 

An infinite loop, with me in the center of the intersection, never too close and never too far from either end.