Our Unread Conversations
I never read our conversations again.
Not even on the worst of my sleepless nights when I missed you and hoped that you were around.
I never read our conversations again.
Not even when I searched for your name amongst the many others on my chat list and clicking on it to see my messages left unread.
I never read our conversations again.
Not even when I doubted the existence of our endless conversations while we watched sunsets, moonsets, sunrises and the stars traverse the skies from our own windows.
I never read our conversations again.
Not even when I thought I was falling out of love with you.
I never read our conversations again.
Because if I did then it would have been hard to stop myself to stop myself to fall for you again.
I never read our conversations again.
But, every word, every sentence, every poem you sent are etched in my heart not wanting to be forgotten at any time.
I never read our conversations again.
