Your silence is killing me,
I get only gestures,
And hmms..
And that is killing me bit by bit.
Please tell me,
What is going on?
In that complicated brain of yours.
Tell me!
Do you feel the same way,
As you felt before?
Do you still love me
For who I am?
Or this is just a silence of the storm,
The storm that will sweep,
My life away.
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ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]
PoetryAin't we drowning but still floating in our complexities of love and hatred, happiness and sorrow & life and the journey. Short stories and poetry about true living i.e living through an ache and coming out of it. Want to meet my words in versatile...