I wake up
and your thoughts engulf me
like a warm shawl on a wintery morning
As I sip the morning brew,
moments we’ve spent together
flash as fresh as the tea I enjoy
savouring the memories
of phone talks
smoke-meetings
text messages
and those
passing-by secret smiles
.
Any attempts to cease
the coming thoughts
fail and continue to haunt me
even through your elongated absence
.
When the morbid day starts
I hope it to settle in the
endless chores I have ahead
Yet you linger in the things I do
As if you’re looking at every
minute movement of me
But the reality that
you’re nowhere close to
even thinking about me
Strikes me like a needle, piercing
in the middle of a silent night!
.
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