In this bare confined room
Where walls queched etheral thirst
severing morbid spaces
filling up holes of memories
that we left untouched.

Encapsulated , cornering
languished hearts that does not know
how to admit that this peace,
even collected and compressed
to form a tougher walls
can be fizzled down in microseconds
with just a single sorry.

We have reclaimed ourselves
from years of healing cruel scars
but we also have this flicker of feelings
flashed instantly, pulling, snatching us
towards the untainted love we could've save
if we just shut our doors behind

Letting people wonder that inside this room
isn't just sounds of our arguments and broken mirrors
but a pool of galaxy and light and memories we wreck and build without anyone's knowledge.

In silence , out of world's judgement
we peacefully and intentionally creates extremely selfish love
a love that is only enough for both of us.

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