By- Monjima Ghosh
I wake up from dreams of you,
Only to find myself looking for someone who isn't here anymore,
Is this loneliness?
Or is it when I check my phone hoping your name pops up and it doesn't?
Is it when I'm in a room full of people,
And yet I'm not there but in my head,
Maybe it’s when I drink my favourite coffee,
And it tastes like waves crashing over me,
Because it reminds me of you.
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This poem has been published in the book 'The Last Flower Of Spring'. Buy the paperback copy on Amazon: https://tinyurl.com/y9sydnxn