We’ve been apart for too long, my dear.
And lately, amidst these weird conversations
Between my heart and the horizon
on your side of the world, I wonder—
Why my thoughts
Are so drawn to you,
Even though I have felt sheer pain
From us being so far
From each other,
For which partly I and partly you
Are responsible.
I feel guilty
to be thinking about my petty misery
Amidst your never ending storms,
But Still my pain persists,
And I wonder
If it’s your heart reflecting in mine,
Telling me to reach out to you,
Or it’s just how broken dreams feel.
Either way,
You’ve shut yourself from me
To save yourself or me
from a certain misery,
And here we are
Apart—
Me in the misery of longing,
And you…I can only wonder.
Love
S
ashivani 
How many of those hearts have you broken lady? 🙂 At least, I was right on one count – You should write more.
If ever the person you wrote this for, chances upon the piece, it’ll help him heal just a tiny little bit too. I’m quite positive on that.
Don’t be a stranger.
Amen! I, too, hope it reaches the one it’s been written for. It’s like a message in a bottle, awaiting its rightful reader. I told ya–friendships are never effortless.
Btw, about being a stranger, I just wrote something after reading this. Will share.
feeling of estranged partner nicely expressed….
Beautifully written 🙂
Reflective….and contemplative; and you have me wondering right along with you.
I can feel the pain of distance and longing, and the disconnection that can occur in such circumstances. Well written. So nice to see you in the Pantry!