These are all I have,
Remnants of a faded past,
Fragments of you I hold onto,
Sometimes too hard.
Afraid you’ll disappear if I let go.
I piece them together,
Trying to find some semblance of you,
It’s not enough, I know,
But I keep hoping somehow,
You’d find your way back to me,
That you’d step out of those scattered memories,
Wrap your arms around me and hold me close,
And say — I am here now.
I am here to stay.
— It’s not the same without you || Expressions of the Heart, Aishwarya .K
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