The Space Between You and I
Updated: Jul 10, 2021
This series is dedicated to the long pauses, distant feelings, silent conversations, flustered voice notes, eager waits and a whole lot of space in time, mind and souls.
T1: Differences of being us..
There are planets that are defined
Astrology's game of stars will align.
Did we forget the human nature?
Our eternal act of becoming strangers.
When and where, we lost this dream?
One love and togetherness, oh how we humans scheme.
Distances grow, as we grow..
Fables we tell, were lived a lifetime ago.
Have we sat down and told another soul,
What they mean or just told our own to not play another role.
Are we the demons we imagine we'd fight,
Oh, how we define our wrongs and our rights.
We venture out to explore,
With doubts in our gut and an unsure core.
When will we walk out of this chaos?
Are we ever looking to stand still and simply pause?
Differences of being us, if we can identify
Understanding no one can fill in this space between you and I.
- MK
T2: The First one to Roar
Let's begin with the end,
No is the answer, however together we did blend.
Let's give that poor mind some rest,
No is the answer, let that ache find a home in your chest.
Let's see where this will begin,
No is the answer, let that sink in within.
Let's get the ball rolling,
Yes baby girl, you're done consoling.
Let's work this out,
Yes and yes to no more doubts.
Let's do this one day at a time,
Yes, the moments of life again will rhyme.
Let's be sure you are more,
Be always the first one to roar!
Let's not give in to the hope,
Be ready for anything to elope.
Let your heart's logic apply,
Be more forgiving for the space between you and I.
- MK
T3: Moments with no alibi
Oh here we are, in the realms of dark & sand,
Our kisses in the jar, the infinity we’ve known between this ocean and our land.
Oh here it begins and here it will end.
It’s the beauty in us and the beast within.
The inside out of how easy our world’s blend.
Some hopeless romance, that sheer touch of skin,
Oh darling, how we hearts do sin.
World will give hope and love will forever learn to grow,
Nights when you are the silver lining and days when you are the rainbow.
Endless debates and talks on who did it first,
Who was lost and who was more immersed.
Days we do not see eye to eye, moments with no alibi..
What will it take to give up, this space between you and I.
- MK
T4: A Strange Verb
We, a strange sound
Are we what they say, profound?
Far but closer than most
Promises to meet under the lamp post.
Connected yet stayed away,
Is this what they say, astray?
Us, a strange feeling
Do you question ever, why isn't it leaving?
Lost and found,
How am I alone losing this game of standing ground?
days filled with glee and ray,
Alone, hoping for someday.
Love, a strange verb.
A curse, burden, cure or a herb?
Once, all it takes to break.
Who's too sly exhibiting it's a piece of cake?
Nitpicking the droplets from the sky,
This space between you and I.
- MK
T5: Billed Pleasure
All I am left with is wonder..
And just why to this feeling do I surrender?
All that ray of hope..
And does he still have my envelope?
All the mistakes and our different rights,
And one of us only lived between black and white.
All gods could do to bring us together,
And their wicked ways of billed pleasure
All the routes, yet one direction
And our silence’s golden collection.
All the similar stories of a girl met a guy..
And a few years later, a poem on this space between you and I.
- MK
T6: Pinch of Hazelnut
Wonder if its true,
If we’ve had our last adieu.
If my love for you is way out of line,
Wondering how our lives did intertwine..
Wonder what you gazed at..
If, just if, I never started the chat.
If this turned into love,
Wondering how you got them feeling shoved?
Wonder for you what got them tears rolling down?
If it really meant something when I walked out and was no longer around.
If it got you anxious and punched your gut?
Wondering if you ever ponder on how you got hooked on to coffee with a pinch of hazelnut.
Wonder how you never showed up? If I could explain myself again, I wasn't stood up.
If I was right to be the first to say goodbye,
Wondering if it bothers you, this space between you and I.
- MK
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