Gap Year





Everything reminds me

of you

tanned skin, black hair

When I see a bus boarding

I want to fly to you

Run behind you

til I catch up.


I miss warm chai

dark streets

bright lights

shouts, yells

chants, incense


we were perfect, weren’t we?

With so many problems

tangling my heart into your earth


Till my lips met your feet

and my eyes blazed with the understanding

of my wings

my freedom

my love



My eyes flicker now, dead without you

and people who know nothing

speak of you with sandpaper lips


I will fight for what you taught me

and one day

see you again







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