Right after you become a part of me,
You're free to go,
Even after you became closer to my bones from my own flesh,
You're free to go,
But are you ready to be alone?
To watch my shadow leaving the room,
To feel my spirit accepting to close the door,
To feel my skin not touching yours,
Or to not memorize my laughter?
Are you ready to forget?
About those feelings I gave,
And that love I created?
I never used common feelings,
Always believed happiness was overrated,
Not because I knew such words meant hope,
But because you took them off from the routes,
& taught me to live with silence,
Till silence became my mother-tongue,
Are you ready for me to leave?
You're free to go, while I speak in the language you wouldn't understand..
With my screaming silence
