Why I write?

I write..

in happiness, in love, in bliss

I write..

when I sit silently in despair

I write..

when I feel that certain presence of yours besides me.

(P.S. - You always gave me a reason to write)

But I don’t want to write anymore

for I don’t feel you anymore

but you are still the one

I look up to

whenever I am battered

by the barb of reality.

I don’t want to write anymore

coz years later from now

holding my pen

thinking of that life

that went away with you

my words will tremble.

Your love will be like a ring on my finger

at all times

I`ll be incomplete

with a Void

if it’s Lost…