And so the last goodbye
Was done…
Unspoken
Unuttered
Known to none but us…

And the loud silence
Reverberated
Around the tea
Undrunk…

Your silence
Was always so powerful
It screamed your might
And your grip over me

Palpable throbbing absence
As if, my hurt was your panacea
Your redemption
From the knots you tied around yourself

All the while your tea waited…