I prefer my thoughts unstructured
Like my sentences unfinished
I love my emotions so baseless
Adore my existence so unfulfilled
I want only questions and no answers..
Dreams as they are..and no desires
Am used to my spaces so vacant
and my reflection so ordinary
Each day waking up without a purpose
Habituated to the lonely evenings
And the nights so restless
Let the prayers be unanswered
And the wishes uncared for…
And I accept my love unreciprocated…
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