I spent half my life Watching you The other half Dreaming about you For an year I woke up earlier Just to Sit next to you I would stop thinking Just to Hear your voice
A glance here A touch there Whispers aforesaid Notes exchanged Buzzing of gadgets Monotonous whizzing Keypads; touchscreens An electronic frenzy The poor woman Standing at the front
When I had nothing left, I stopped. I stopped and I cried until I didn’t have any tears left, either. Then I curled up under a tree and tried to sleep.
Never once Never once Did you listen Did you listen? A mere whisper Lost to the winds Left to her hands Moulded by his fingers Did you not ask me? Speak to me Incessantly; unheedingly
