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Sunday, April 13, 2014

Devoid Of You

“They say when you are missing someone that they are probably feeling the same, but I don't think it's possible for you to miss me as much as I'm missing you right now” ―Edna St. Vincent Millay

















You make sense, everything else is insane;
dunno since when I am part of this game,
as long as am there to exclaim;
you need not to find out a name.

Since I dunno whom to blame;
but can count you for the same,
you’re wind, am struggling flame;
seems to be fading out as you came.

Lost, as memories don’t understand my pain;
devoid of you as empty spaces haunt,
seems like nothing else could explain;
so am telling you, you’re all I want.

You said everything else is insane;
and I've all the reasons to exclaim,
oh, for what it became;
let’s not give it a name.

Time is certainly not the same;
remember; when you used to be the flame,
I still dunno whom to blame;
for we have been part of this game.

Lost, as memories don’t understand my pain;
devoid of you as empty spaces haunt,
seems like nothing else could explain;
so am telling you, you’re all I want.

~Shreya ♥

“That’s the worst way to miss somebody. When they’re right beside you and you miss them anyway.” ―Pittacus Lore

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