The Bittersweet Incident

Two steps back,

Regret.

And yet

Love steps in with open arms.

 

Breathing in the last breath of innocence,

                               Taking it in,

But fearing

                               All at once.

 

Eyes closes,

                      Acceptance.

 

Time ticks forward,

Let it

              Stop,

Let me

              Hold onto this moment,

Let it

              Last.

 

But nothing

                     Ever

                             Does.

 

Breathing out the guilt formed inside,

      Gasping for mercy,

But desiring

                     For more.

 

Eyes open,

                     Lust.

 

Time ticks forward,

Bittersweet silence-

For this

                Is a secret.

 

A shrug here,

                        A shrug there,

                                                   Shyness.

 

Two steps away,

Regret.

And yet

Love still waits.

Nurul Shamsul