Habituated

You win and I loose.

No, this is not an ego game;

But, this is love

I know we have parted.

Yet, I am waiting for you.

Not because I am arrogant;

I don’t know a life without you.

You are my habit; my breath.

You are my heartbeat; myself.

Dear Sunlight,

Walking away is easy;

And it is easier to come back.

If Sun can set and raise again;

Why can’t you, my love?

After all, the World knows;

You are my Sunlight

Spreading warmth;

Evoking fanatic love!