Nothing

Sneha
Sneha
Aug 26, 2017 · 1 min read

It’s funny

laughable even

what is left of you

so much yet,

so little

the possibilities

once endless,

seem null

it’s not empty

neither is it numb

nor is it full

it is simply nothing

with no fucking clue

what to do about it

what do I do

with these memories

of your face

your voice

your gait

your love

do I simply put them in a corner

and let them dissolve with me

is love about reciprocation

if so, I didn’t even stand a chance

to be unto you

what you were to me

if death is the only constant

what is the point in loving

is it just a way to while away

living

or is it that love

is just as inescapable ,

as we are born from it

death cannot exist

if no one lives

and life,

if no one loves

So what am I saying?

I don’t know

what am I even looking for

I am looking for nothing

I am looking for You

therefore,

I am looking for nothing.

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