I am thinking about you now.
At dawn, I sent you a message on whatsapp to check if you were dusting up.
It was quarter past four and oh boy, you were awake! Why wouldn’t you?
When you had already packed up to set out for a holiday trip?
Oh love, that goes without saying—a cliché in subtlety.
You replied to my long post saying ‘see you in my dreams.’
I knew you won’t and It felt like iced water.
And just like your image of a needing and distant sea, I yearned for its explanation.
So I asked, ‘to where do you intend to rest your wandering soul? ‘
It was great you typed an answer in millisecond.
I read it.
And the prints said “It’s a secret.”
Far from my delusion of knowing you or of being close to you was a resonating jolt in my nurtured belief.
It was the truth that I had never been in your life. I was not allowed to. Neither once nor twice. Perhaps.
There I thought we were living in both plains but no!
Because what we all did was dwell on a disappearing mirage.
And although my heart was pounded immensely, I could only say ‘take care, my love.’
I’m still thinking about you now.
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