Belonging…
written by: Vedant Dobwal
They still smile.
They still say hi.
but time was never caged
I smiled even if I shouldn’t
As Keats once said, and I listened
It’s always the denial I’m cautious about,
and it’s always the denial that disappoints me.
I am not scared of being alone —
I am scared of being led to believe I belong,
only to be left unseen when it matters.
only to be left relieved when reality shatters…
Their eyes swore,
and for me, that was enough.
Reality spoke and I knew,
they were gone already.
Just respite was left,
to be my everything,
to be that someone I thought to share a word with,
to live a moment
which is now just
a myth.
entered a space full of voices,
my ears couldn’t able to hear
moment I unveil my breath,
the air reflects,
introduced me
to someone
who never left —
I found me.
