A small verse on saying goodbye and asking the question of the other: why are you letting me go?

Fighting the need.

This is an answer to the the question found in the title, asked by the most beloved girl I will ever have the pleasure of encountering, after I left my home country, two weeks ago. It’s not a love letter but a letter full of love.

A poem I wrote after me and my first love broke up.

You’re still there.

Tonight we dance.

Does the abyss end all of this pain?

A poem of my own struggle.

Its a poem about someone who I loved for so long which no one knew about! We knew each other for four years and I was afraid that a day will come when we will drift apart because of life. And yes, this did happen! I rarely see her around! Last time I saw her was back in Dec 4th. and before that on 25th Sep which shocked me then because I hadn’t seen her for over a year. Check my poem “Our Eyes Have Met Since So Long” which will tell you more about the love between us.

The world is too small.I get tired of playing piano, tired of knitting, tired of painting, of walking, of breathing