Letters to No One

 Dearest Mr. Silent Distance,

And Constant Resistance,

How have you been without my presence?

Hope you keep up with your essence:

‘Out of sight, out of mind’!

Indeed, you don’t have to mind—

The existence of a real friend in a fake city;

You have taken yourself far and more;

I just see time passes by me to wear and tear;

I do rationalise that the blame is on me: 

Neither can I compartmentalise ‘you and me’, 

Nor can I flip the switch to erase and move…

I am alright without trying to woo;

Of course, you didn’t have any feeling,

So there is no need for healing;

To me, it has always been one-sided dealing,

I keep fighting alone through this feeling for healing…

On me, neither time nor distance has its effect;

As everyone rightly points out, it’s only my defect;

You are winning trophies for your mastery in running;

Whereas, I am losing myself in pining;

My mind gaslights my stupid heart to trust as it was just my dream;

Your mind knows to be smart to shut your heart’s scream…