Yashasvi Tickoo
When you kissed me
Under the flickering yellow light
I used to presume that it won’t last
But that day- it changed my mind
Day by day I fell a bit more
Like autumn leaves
Never did I anticipate a lie
I was too busy dreaming
But you walked away without a trace
I was a seasonal joy
Winter to spring to summer
Leaving an irreplaceable void
And now my shriveled hands
Grasp a broken, torn heart
Countless monsters and demons
They pull me apart
And now my mornings are filled
With the sun of a bitter truth
I sure do, wake up
But not next to you
I don’t know if it’ll stop eating me up
But you’ll stop being my ink
Now you’re number I won’t dial
Though it is on my fingertips
You will be a memory
That breaks me to the end
Though I’ll wait and pray
That you'll call me and make amends
- hopeful
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