People talk, they behave and they laugh.
Things change whilst emotions swell.
Bitter or sweet, never satisfying.

Clear.
Transparent.
Never true.

It's better naked than clad.
Isn't it?

I like your smile, your teeth even the way you wear your socks.
Others may prefer your personality or character, whatever.
Tongues wag with sheer wild speculations.
It didn't bug.
Not a least.

None of this mattered, even now.
All's gone.

The affection.
The warmth.
The devotion.

I don't want to close my eyes.
And let things end this way.

Ultimately, it has to.
Leaving only the fragments of memories.
Yet again, be it bitter or sweet.

- Shai