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Never | Rashmi Naik

March 10, 2014

      

He held my hand, but never felt the warmth
That seeped in from his to mine
He hugged me, but never heard
The increased rate of my heartbeats
He laughed with me, but never sensed
The hollowness in mine
He danced with me, but never realized
The weakness at my knees
He looked into my eyes, but never saw
That which my lips couldn’t say
He talked to me, but never listened
To the silences in between
He asked me about soul-mates, but never understood
When I said that I had found mine
He said goodbye, but never looked back
At the broken heart he left behind

Authors : Rashmi Naik 


Rashmi Naik writes for Indian Review.

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