You must be the one I bumped shoulders with on the crossway.
It’s not a folktale, it was yesterday.
I believe…
I believe that every atom that has ever touched me has touched you too.
I believe the zephyr that blew against my lashes had your scent.
I believe as I am sitting here staring at the moon, you too somewhere must be chasing the moonlight.
The moon is our common.
Belief is our thing.
That’s how I am discovering you, bit by bit.
Authors :
Khyati Maurya
Khyati is an aspiring author and a student from Varanasi, India.
An innately talented person who has a powerful way with words!
Keep writing Khyati 🙂
Nice Khyati, our next gen is very talented. Keep it up. God bless you.