Two

He held her-
broken smiles, love, flaws & daze.
Looking into her eyes,
spy the sadness under the surface.

A thousand emotions spoken
through the silence of his embrace.
The two of them-
in a circle of grief and solace.

Enveloped together,
Both the source & the object too.
If you must go,
Come back soon.

He abandoned her-
fixation, love, obstinacy and vex.
Reading between her lines,
spy the conceit in the text.

A thousand emotions spoken
through the indifference of his affray
Just the one of her-
in a circle of disillusionment and dismay.

Enveloped alone,
Both the source & the object.
If you must go,
There is no coming back.