It all Started

Didn’t know when,

our heart used to vex

sight of each

would wait for none.

And slowly moulded into

childish hatred, so called.

Cold war and silence

spoke the hate in us.

Didn’t know when,

we sympathized,

stepping in shoes,

we felt we knew.

we felt we felt

warming into similar thoughts

it began

Didn’t know when,

we heard each other,

our thoughts compiled,

crafted into a beautiful sadness;

or love, but vague.

And then a day,

growing stronger this bond

we found we didn’t hate,

but the thought of being apart,

was consuming us.

And this is how;

It all started.