The Chaos

And in the chaos,

Those arms of yours around me,

While I clutch your shirt tight to get better hold of you—

The fear of you leaving like others, 

The fear of going through the same pain,

The fear of breaking my heart into pieces and left in the corner of the room fixing it,

Knowing this time it's going to break into millions of even smaller parts, some part will go missing, widening the void

My hold gets tighter with the thoughts, 

The thought of not seeing you again, 

The thought of being surrounded by my insecurities,

The thought of the world we created together, eroding away,

The thoughts, the thoughts and the thoughts

You hug me a little tighter, embracing my hair and then a kiss on my forehead,

Cupping my face, looking into my eyes with a sense of assurance

Those eyes say it all, the sense of security, 

A promise to keep my heart safe, 

A promise to hold me in your arms forever, 

A promise to always watch the starry nights together, 

A promise to be there for eternity

The 'thoughts' start to vanish,

Letting go of my clasp on your shirt, I hug you a little tighter

And in the chaos, I find you comforting.

                                                                      —Bhoomi