Incomplete

Every single time it happens,
A walk in, a smile, a look, a talk…
Enough to strike a chord in the heart,
Conversations that seem so true and pure,
Heart to hearts that keep the smiles up,
Time loses all meaning and slows down,
Screeching to a standstill of non coherence,
Equivocating the past and the future,
Seems like a divine connect of souls,
Sharing the wildest of dreams,
Craziest of thoughts and mad moments,
Watching the sunsets and dawns,
The moon and the beautiful joys of nature,
They sneak in and stay, never forever but,
Sharpen your wits and prepare your soul,
What comes in goes out, nothing stays on,
Taking with them a part of you,
Walking away with a piece of your soul,
Leaving you incomplete and hurt.