Longing

If there was a chance, I’d linger.

But we have been walking

On vastly different paths

And each day, so far

Even though we are

Who we are,

Smile as we speak,

Speak as we think;

In each other, we exist,

There are growing microchasms

Unseen to the naked eye.

Little molecules,

Lost in the vortex of the Universe,

We are in a centrifugal storm.

Each day, the parts of Us

That existed

In each other, cease to be.

We smile, knowing that the paths

Will suddenly take an abrupt turn,

And there can be only moving on;

There can be no pause.

No moment to look into your eyes

And talk about the deep longing in my heart

No moment to let you know

That if there was a chance,

If only you’d let me,

I’d linger

For a journey we can walk together.

And meet at a secret spot

Many years later

When everyone has stopped to look.

If only you’d let me

Know that I’d linger.

Know that I’d wait

As we both

Separately, wait for a conjoined Fate.

© 2020 Arpita Pramanick

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