What it is – Bombay, January 2002

She feels the need to reach out.
But keeps her arms wrapped close to her chest
Anyway, because that’s where it’s safest.
She wants the phone to ring
But sound makes her wince so she ignores it.


She wants to know it’s going to be a fine day
Once again, soon.
And that love will return
Wearing a different face, maybe.
She wants to understand if that would be ok.
But now, that’s not what it is.


Which is why she is silent.
And keeps her words.
But sets her feelings free
Because that is the only
She has ever known how to be
The one she calls, herself.

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