Dunes

She told me my world is small. I smiled, I knew only a few who loved me and only a few I loved and I counted her among those few. Rumi says, "Destroy your reputation". I destroyed mine, her reputation to me mattered more than mine ever did to me. I could live my life with the constant and incessant name calling but I couldn't fathom hearing the same banter about her. When you belong to all, you belong to none. I tried to make her see this, understand this. I could have delved deep into the throngs of this myriad world but at the brink, I waited for her. For her. Why did I do this? Why did I wait for "her"? I thought I would look into her and see the reason for my suffering. I had suffered so that I would know what it meant to be alone at that hour. I had suffered because maybe I would know what suffering would look like. I did feel I would find broken parts of myself floating in her and she would find in me, the missing pieces of the puzzle.
I found courage, love and heart when I needed it the most. I do not know what the source of this was but I almost found it every time I reached out. And every time I did, it was for her although I knew I needed it so much more. How I craved to be held? I have been accused of being a kid but I never did actually grow up. I pretend to be a kid sometimes but most times, I actually do feel trapped in a man's body. Imagine my joy when she called  me "Her man".
All my colours belonged to her, every blue in the sky to the green in the field. The memories haunt me and will do so till I live out my days.
You could do worse, my love. You could.
Remember me when your days seem longer than usual and the nights unbearable. I shall be with you for I never left, how could I? I found you in the deserts of Dubai and maybe when the ocean covers all that we see, my thirst for your love will be quenched.
You always will be mine, for now and ever.