The bliss of ignorance

With her eyes closed, she withered in my embrace.

“You are my life” she said, with a smile on her face.

I wasn’t listening to anything that she said,

because I loved the beauty of silence instead.

She wandered the world, and I just wondered.

“What if she got emotionally injured?”

I wasn’t ready to lose her neither was she,

because we were our prisoners eternally.

“Where did you go? Why are you not speaking?”

she asked me with a pure concern.

I didn’t know it was my turn,

because I was busy counting my blessings.