Separation anxiety.

the tears refuse to stop

the lump in my throat

a stubborn presence

adjectives like heavy heart

slowly begin to make sense

images flash my mind

of you falling from the stairs

 'amma' filling the air

of eyes searching for me and

me not being there

I imagine if you will see

the same love in their eyes 

the same warmth in your grandma's hug

A dam of tears bursting

at that silly meandering bug

Its stupid

its irrational

My mind tries to reason

But every cell of my heart

decide to ache in unison

Is it my need for you

or the need for you

to feel the need for me

I am a hostage of this bond we have

beautiful and painful as can be

amid all this chaos

I also feel grateful

to have felt something so profound 

Its alright that it caused pain because

all beautiful things have that abound.

- its funny how sadness evokes poems.