While you’re you

the dusk’s desire becomes the night’s dream once in a while.

So shouldn’t you be me and I bet you just awhile?

A secret will be whispered in your dreams tonight.

So find your lies in mine-as I fall asleep for a while?

The color fades when you paint him with love at times

Was it my blood all this while? And the threads of our time untied our love for us

Which was always there-but just awhile

The jar of betrayal was broken

when all my questions asked me:

et tu, Harsha?

It’s been a while.