From endless nights to empty Hii’s;
From being so close, to the fear of even seeing each other;
I have only known life to be cruel, but I never knew you could also play that part so well.
The only solace I have nowadays is the replaying of old recorded conversations.
How many times have I forbidden my phone from recording our talks? Now I am grateful that it did.
The world around was once so beautiful; how did it lose all its colour?
In the age of 5G connectivity, how far are we actually? Just a tap away, or a thousand thoughts away;
What can I do? What am I supposed to do? In all the uncertainties, the only thing I do is wait.
Not waiting for the call, not waiting for any sympathies, I am waiting for death – the true comfort.
Till death do us part, well, we are parted, so my wait shouldn’t be long.
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