To my "LOVERS" 'Ex'

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You probably don't know me.
But I know you, a little,
Because he talks about you, more often than not.
Whenever he reads a poem he wrote for you.
He doesn't look me in the eye.
And I understand why?....
I don't have to ears he wants to reach
Whenever he talks about you.
It feels like his mouth is...
An overflowing basket of unwashed clothes
Reeking of the days spent in your embrace.

Sometimes when I guide him through the dance step
He abruptly stops and walks away.
To someone who wishes to put a comma after every word, every hug, every kiss.
Wishing for sentence to never end, wishing for the love to never end.

He looks at your pictures, like an impoverished chid looks at a family.Eating at a fast food joint from other side of the glass.Hoping that they'd turn around and look at him. Hoping that they'll ask if he's hungry. Hoping that they'll share their food and some love too.

He spends his evenings alone in the balcony looking at the old couple. He adores their relationship. Last week when the old woman passed away. He shut himself for a day. Seeing love lose against destiny is something that torments him. And I think we both know why.

But I don't know if he'll ever write poems about me.
I don't know if he'll talk about me to someone else. I don't know if he'll hold my hand in his and waltz across the room. I don't know if he will crave for the love, I have to offer. I don't know if he'll imagine us being the old couple that everyone looks at with awe. And very honestly, I don't even know why I am writing this to you. I don't know if you'll read it.

I don't know if this letter will ignite something in the dusty fireplace of your heart. I don't know if it will make you want to rediscover the depth of his ocean soul. But all I know, is that he ends his piece with tears in his eyes and says:-
"I need you"
And I know that he's not saying that to me.

By- Ayushi Sharma

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