I had a stroll on this road, this road which told me that I'm its only visitor tonight. My aimless walk and the never ending pathway signified that I have a long way to go all alone. These street lights, its reflection I see on this wet road, the breeze and how I feel its kiss on the skin of my body.
I flip my silky hair to calm my depressed nerves, I relax my hand in the side pockets of my sweat shirt and I feel the soft cotton caressing my palm.
The leaves of these dense dark trees fall beneath my eyes and they brush my eyes as I hopelessly look at the moon.
On the middle of this road a shadow follows me. I smile innocently at the loving attempts of this shadow which silently conveys that it does not wish to leave me alone. I fix my eyes ahead to continue this journey and I effortlessly notice the committed gesture of this shadow.
Yes! I'm falling in love all over again, but this time with my own shadow. I see you walking through me; I feel your support when I tumble backwards. I sense your soul growing in mine as it completely absorbs within me. I love myself as I express to love you.
I have a stroll on this dark wet road which once told me that I'm its only visitor. I smile, I laugh and with my eyes fixed ahead I continue this journey.
Written by Vrushali Deshpande
I flip my silky hair to calm my depressed nerves, I relax my hand in the side pockets of my sweat shirt and I feel the soft cotton caressing my palm.
The leaves of these dense dark trees fall beneath my eyes and they brush my eyes as I hopelessly look at the moon.
On the middle of this road a shadow follows me. I smile innocently at the loving attempts of this shadow which silently conveys that it does not wish to leave me alone. I fix my eyes ahead to continue this journey and I effortlessly notice the committed gesture of this shadow.
Yes! I'm falling in love all over again, but this time with my own shadow. I see you walking through me; I feel your support when I tumble backwards. I sense your soul growing in mine as it completely absorbs within me. I love myself as I express to love you.
I have a stroll on this dark wet road which once told me that I'm its only visitor. I smile, I laugh and with my eyes fixed ahead I continue this journey.
Written by Vrushali Deshpande
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