HS - Two Ghosts

Assalamualaikum

The other day I told a stranger you were handsome with your glasses on,

In that stripes shirt, and long black slack, with shiny formal shoes.

You looked especially, exquisitely, adorably magnificent with that hair,

Your loose front hair, and the way you smiled so happily, 

You looked at my way, didn't know what I was thinking, but I had always been that way.

Pushing your glances away.

The way you appeared so sweet and strong, you had no weaknesses.

You aced in your tests and your build was perfect, 

You were there. 

You showed me a few of daylight scars, which soon to be healed if you believed they would. 

Little hints you gave and I always liked to act blind, and thin whispers of good nights and good lucks, all with your heart in these hands.

Just like how you appeared so sudden, you took off in a second.

But maybe you had it in your thoughts for days and months,

Maybe the daylight scars were deep enough, I couldn't see the ones I caused you.

No, they were shallow and on the surface. I chose to believe you were always there and you would come back. Or maybe you were too good to be true. 

You would choose to talk to me in her storms, was it good, to have me crawling back to you?

Was it good, to have me opening my arms to you? Was it good, confiding in me?

Was it good, to have me as your one-moment shelter?

It felt good to have you melt in this heat, to warm you up with this little sanity.

To be able to hold you tight, before you slipped away as it was only a moment of weakness you felt. 

I bought the ice cream thinking that I should show it to you.

Just like how it melted in the brief sunlight, the roof I built for you yesterday came down as you took your leave.