Away.

by Shreya

Confessions, they’re craven

and flashing their frail smiles

they ride on my heart,

wondering what to do

but they come clean—

they can’t do anything

to make you stay.

Now that you’re going away

I realise this room is empty, yet

filled with doubt that makes no sense

filled with silent sorrow

that makes no sense either.

I’m happy that I had you in my life;

days were better in some manner

once I talked with you.

Life was a brighter shade of green.

Now that you’re going away

I feel that I can’t hold on

to your words and wit;

no one to tell me that life is easy

like you did.

Since my confessions won’t work

I hope this arid smile shows

that it’s crazy difficult for me

to let you go.

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