the version of us that stayed
i thought of marriage as
dramatic entrances. flowers in our garden,
roses in my car seat
weekends by beaches and city lights
pretty smiles. intertwined limbs,
endless kisses
in every corners and gaps
yet marriage is
constant barrage of wars and
torments. how to cut each other
without knives.
do you like this? i don’t. please just don’t.
i’ll keep this. no, you won’t.
i'm here already.
(why don’t you keep up?)
i hate that
it's just us two
and wrinkles in my eyes
silent hums of the fridge
and mismatched socks in the laundry
i never found the other one
along with lost thoughts
your eyes aren't meeting me
and yet
i always long for
never-ending laundry.
traffic after office hours
battles and silent cries
invisible bruises. thousands of forgiveness
awkward silences and clumsy hugs
let's begin again
i don't mind being with you
for two warm teacups on the table
battling over a blanket at 2am
silly videos in my inbox. your moon-eyed smile
and two centimeters far from your shoulder blade
(i love you)
June 2025