A Lump In My Throat Poem by Radhika Karia

There is a lump in my throat, a scratch on my heart,
The newest scar on my skin, a beautiful part.

We've seen each season pass, and we develop to learn,
A friendship so pure, built on past that we burn.

What is love? We question each day,
Moments we made, still there is so much grey.

When your fingers entwine mine, a smile lights my soul,
We fight and we laugh, are we halfway there, or are we whole?

I am not your romance; I may not be the one,
But I feel found, that's what you have done.

This energy, this rush, the chemistry we hold,
Growing so strong, within my heart - striking and bold.

I have loved before, like a master in the game,
Heartaches are mandatory, we both believe in same.

But...a very big blur, a sacred line that holds us together,
In the end I see just you and me, together we'll smother and tether.