This Last Meet

I wish we had not met

When again

I somehow managed to nullify the intensity

Of my feelings for you

When I convinced myself

Of the impossibility of our love

When I let the doubts seep in

When I found comfort in blaming you

When I didn't get the revert I desired

When you just stayed aloof

I wish we had not met again after that. 

When it became easier 

To live with your absence

I wish I never agreed to meet you again. 

I wish I had stayed convinced that you were gone. 

That I no longer need to wait for you. 

That acceptance is much more easier

Than this longing that doesn't seem to end

Day in and day out

I wish for the these days of separation to end. 

Are you thinking of me though? 

I was sure that you were not until we met

One last time

And this one last meet

Though loving

Is heartbreaking

I now wish that you are thinking of me. 

Sometimes, do you? 

I wish we had not met this one last time. 

For my life would have stayed smooth. 

And my heart, at peace. 

I am unable to quench this fire now. 

I am getting burnt. 

In this love, my love.