pitch dark

You turn you head away from me,

But I continue to look at you

You slim neck with beautiful mole

And tresses fell all over it.

I know your fake anger,

And i know you are smiling

And hiding it from me.

I keep quiet and keep looking at you.

You wait for me to address you

And ask forgiveness, but i don't.

Then you turn around slowly 

Peeking through the corner of your eyes.

To make sure that I am noticing or not.

When I catch you peeping.

You started punching meekly on my chest

Complaining why I am not apologizing for the crime I never did.

But leaving that I quickly clutch my ears by lobe.

And you chuckle.

I put then my head into your lap and you dab me to sleep with tender soft hands.

Then something hit my head hard

Like blacksmith's hammer hit the iron.

I wake up and find nothing around me

You, the love, the joy, the solace.

All are gone

Leaving me in pitch dark room.