I’m lost somewhere,
In between the pages I write poetries on.
The ones you read,
And the ones I hide from you.
In between your letters,
Half-written and ended abruptly,
Without any “With Love,” signed at the end.
In between the songs I sing,
And the ones I write late at night when everyone sleeps.
In between the thoughts I say,
And the thoughts you don’t.
I’m lost somewhere.
In those in-betweens.
Song suggestion for the day: Ikk Kudi – Reprised.