You just disappeared. You are gone. I have lost you. I am such a bad stalker. Where are you? Is everything alright? I don’t know what to do. You had disappeared. Vanished.
I am worried sick. I feel like I am getting a headache. Where have you gone? First I thought you were robbed. I thought they had robbed you on the bus. I still think so. You can’t just disappear. You know I hate it when you did that. When you disappeared for months with that jellybean of yours. I tolerant all your jellybeans. I tolerant them for your sake. But I never did tolerant them making you disappear.
I hated it. It made me so sad. It made me so worried. It makes me so silent. So extremely silent. So silent that I am missed. Unnoticed. Untouched. But not feared. It is a cruel taunt. You shouldn’t taunt me in such a manner. Don’t be cruel towards me. Don’t make me suffocate. I like breathing.
I don’t like when you are gone with no explanation. You know this. It hurts when you are gone. It hurts even more when I have no clue as to where you are, whether you okay or not.
I will not allow myself to worry any further. Today is miiraj. Today I’ll recite like I do every other night. I love you. I wish that you are alright. And that no harm has come to you. I hope that I am worrying for no reason at all. I’ll also message your mom tomorrow. To dismiss all my worries.
YOU ARE READING
knowing just how to love you
PoetryLetters to a loved one is so rare in the twentieth century. Rare like their friendship. Zubaidah writes letters. Zubaidah writes letters to her best friend Uzair. She speaks her mind in them. She loves writing them. It makes her feel special and imp...
