I feel your absence-
Every passing moment,
After every event.
The thing is that I sincerely feel this is madness
But then something inside me- I don’t know what, contradicts this.
But then I don’t think it is right to say that I feel your absence.
It must be that I want to feel your presence.
Yeah, it must be that.
For to feel absence I need to know presence
Which is some thing I don’t know about you.
I want to , I don’t know what.
Will I ever encounter you?
Will your presence ever shine in my dull days?
But why the hell should I think about someone I don’t know?
Is it because I am forcing myself to think about you or is it something spontaneous, in fact too spontaneous to be controlled.
Isn’t this running after a mirage?
But I am not running!
Actually, maybe it is like thinking about a mirage.
But this is a thought, an argument playing in my mind . It mayn’t be true. ( I want to say it isn’t true.)
But what is the answer of this restless doleful problem?
Am I to be a mute spectator?
Or, am I supposed to be more courageous, more pragmatic, and more resolute?
I don’t know.
But I really want to know.