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Listen to me for a moment—

Your words, your tone, your casual phrases

“yrr”, “oyye”, “haan ji”… uff

They melt my heart, truly they do,

But they are not enough for me.

I need your time too—

Because I know it matters,

To you, and to me.

The rest, I leave to your will,

Because right now, even I am confused.

I don’t know what space I stand in.

If someone asks me—

“Are you single or not?”

What answer am I supposed to give?

And strangely, these days

I don’t cry,

I don’t feel emotionally drained.

You text during the day—

A few promises, a few words.

And at night—

The same old story: not available.

Sometimes I wonder

If you even read all those messages,

And sometimes it hurts to realize

That maybe… you feel nothing at all.

So I stopped explaining.

If it makes no difference to you,

Why should I keep proving my love?

It feels like this—

When there’s time, you pass it with me.

If no one else is around, you’ll do.

And when someone better comes along,

You’ll mind your own business.

I feel like I’ve been seated on a bench—

Called to play only when needed.

Did you know—

I write for you.

I begin writing because of you.

Did you ever read a poem or quote I wrote?

Did you feel anything after reading it?

It’s the same old thing, isn’t it—

We write for one person,

And someone else ends up reading it.

Uff… Anjali darling,

You’re explaining again.

They won’t understand these emotions, these feelings.

The one you’re texting

Doesn’t have time for you, silly girl.

Let it be now—

What’s the point of telling what I went through?

It’s good it didn’t happen to you.

And yes—

It’s getting very cold.

Bundle yourself up.

Don’t show off too much after seeing girls.

Wear a cap too.

If your bald head catches a cold—

Take care.

Anjali Dk