Appendix

you never plan it to happen

neither to have it written

him, another stranger you met

once upon another dimension

them, rings that kept you awake at 2

when you should be ready by 7

effortless, almost

what was casual becomes constant

that becomes a routine

came in so often

and by then you knew

you were either blessed or screwed

but that didn't stop you, even

although he stayed like an appendix

which is worse than a mystery

he was there, nothing to be fixed

until it caused a slight misery

which absent, though brings no harm

leaves a mark after the surgery

his function, which remains untold

becomes the source of the worry

was he supposed to be

the end of the journey

or another lesson that

you have to carry?

but then, don't you think

you had enough of them already?

wasn't it time for you

to grab the present?

just like how his midnight laughter

brings the cotton candy sunset after

or how his morning greeting

becomes your lullaby

and his nonsense talking your anthem?

that was what you believed in

until what was once a routine

becomes casual

off of the schedule

and crossed from the usuals

fading back to level one

back to "every once in awhile"

they all have something in common

the cool breeze in a sunny day

three layers of blanket in a cold night

the crescent moon tattoo on your collar bone

him

things you wish would stay

clinging to your senses, to your sight

on your phone

him

pretty, but temporary