A Pending Debt Poem by Sas Debray

Like the fading memory of a pending debt,
In a small un-lightened corner of my heart,
Preserved, curled up like a snail in its shell,
I breathed your memory like my destiny's part.

I crawled back from unwanted friends-
In day, moments' forgetfulness of you
Could haunt me with guilty dreams
At night and this fear slowly grew.

It grew from a scar in the tree
(Where we had housed our names within a heart
Pierced by an arrow) to the tree itself
Infront of my window and it would never depart.

Every day, every eve, and every twilight
The tree reminded of that pending debt,
The memories I had stolen from you
Had to be returned; which was with me, yet.

I wondered like a new born curiosity
The reason. but when I lay with usual glee
My head in its shade, felt like her lap
Then I knew inside was she, remembering me.