The Song

There I sat in a coffee shop

taking my last sip of the heavenly potion,

When it played in the background -

the song,

once again was I fenced

with indelible memories of you.

the melody so recognizable,

for it had played in my mind

when you had first put your lips

on mine,

the rhythm of my heartbeat

was the same,

every second had spelled Bliss.

Those summer evenings spent with you

had brought me closer to

the definition of Love,

So pure and innocent.

Even through the deadliest silence

I could hear the sound

of your voice

whispering "I love you".

Your words would strike a symphony

forever embedded in my mind,

and penned down in my diary

from which, egressed to offer lyrics

to the song that played

in the background,

I remember how you would say

"This is our song"

This was not our song

but our love story

which ran out of LOVE.