Missing Lines… Poem by Ritu Shah

The more we get closer
The louder gets the distance between us
The relationship is probably over
But the clouds of love still hover
Something doesn’t let you go off
May be your eyes, your touch or your soul
Or the things that were ever a part of us
The cards, the flowers or the chocolate of almonds

Each time I visit your place
I remind myself we are just Friends
I see your room, I see your bed
And I remember we are no more engaged
Every time I come and go
I forget I should Knock
You move in and out of my dreams
Uninformed – u wake up my feelings

How do I begin
To end this silent rhythm
Nothing needs to be told
Yet everything is still under fold
No one can ever get me to you
Except every small thing that reminds me of you
While my feet move on for a new ride
My eyes still search for missing lines…