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Apr 10
I have been holding memories for more than a year long
but all I got is silence telling you are gone
the piling messages on WhatsApp that are unread
the missed call that's sitting on your phone as waste
But still I do not wanna believe it is true
so I made a story to tell — your number might have got new

While searching for you I found your LinkedIn
I was so happy to see it on my screen
I was gonna text but suddenly I stopped
is it that you are running from me? I thought
the not-turned-blue messages are haunting signs
maybe you've moved on... or drawn new lines.

I do not want to disturb you if you are gone
not wanna be seen if you have moved on
still I wrote a message in slightest hope
that maybe on LinkedIn, my message may not get ignored
I brought the cursor over the send option
my hand shook, finger hovering above the trackpad
I pressed Send...
Sometimes, even a single message feels too heavy to send—not because it holds too much, but because you don’t know if it will be welcomed or quietly hurt the one who reads it. And that’s the worst kind of weight—the fear of becoming a disturbance when all you really wanted was to be remembered.
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Still Smiling  M
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