'HappiMess'

The night crashes down,silently
A quiet spectator to
My restive thoughts,lying in between
Turning this way and that.
My love,let me unentangle you.
How,i ask myself.
How,i've asked,for the past few months.
I've searched for answers
In you,in me,in the eyes of friends
In old letters and worn out words,
Sudden fragments of my heart pressed within yellow pages
In the poems of poets unknown
In the words of strangers
In the winter sunlight that once made me love.
Maybe she knows? After all,
She did guide me to you-that November breeze
By the riverside.
It did make me love.
It did. But you,
You made me write.
I think i can scrape up enough gratitude
For just that.