you say you’re not a poet but
with a girl like that,
how could you speak
anything less than
the stars?
-a.c.b

Loneliness
creeps in at night
whispering sweet nothings
asking me why I cry
asking me why I’m cold
asking where my heart went.
Welcoming him back
because he’s all I’ve had
my only consistency
I hold open the covers
inviting him in.
Joining me in bed
he shapes himself into my curves
taking my hand
taking my love
taking me somewhere else
rather than the void of my head.
His kiss softer than the nights air.
The moon light watching
the room fill back into silence.

It’s really been so quiet.
Can I hear your voice?
I’m tired of being strong,
wish I had another choice.

It’s really been so dark.
Can I feel your light?
I’m tired of being fine,
wish you were still mine.

It’s really been so awful.
Can you heal my wounds?
I’m tired of being alone.
Wish I could move on.

-Paras Bajaj #PoetrybyParas
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