By Muskan Kapoor
After all this, for a pause
Found me in pages when I die
While reading my books, I don’t look at the sky
Twinkling stars were mere myth.
Find me in the fragrance of white orchids
More of a me is a collection of you,
Find me in memories
My handwritten letters, your view
Not in expensive things
My dresses and my belongings.
Find me in your favourites-
Your gadgets, musings and your pet peeves.
I am a craver of all your desires.
Find me in your perfumes and your attires,
Nothing of me for you is a waste
Find me in every little thing you saw me crave.
I’m sorry if I did anything wrong,
I was a lover of you so strong,
Nothing of me for you is a waste,
I’ll be present in your feelings
When you breathe
And in all my favourite things you will ever taste.
