Somewhere In Her City By Kamran
After months of distance from her city, finally a day came when her mom called me. It was time to go back there. Although her city has changed a lot, her room remains the same. It still holds her fragrance, her voice, her laugh, and her tears. My Love:
I miss your curves on the mirror of your room, I miss your dimples, your hands, your fingers, your arms,your breath,your presence around me, my love.Now I am fine but you know that familiar ache of missing you.
After a lapse of time, I reclined on her bed, shut my eyes, felt my heart calming down,the world got quieter and I started hearing footsteps of hope. A Night spent in her backyard in the spring of 2022 lying down watching the moon and stars up in the sky when she said:
“Only we had the eyes to look through each other We understood that inside our fractured heart we all carry an exceptional magic to heal each other
You ask me about myself you want to know more but I don’t know how to tell you that the sky is my life some of the stars are my friend and the moon is my love and the night, it’s my home”l
The moon doesn’t leave me following me wherever I go guiding me through the dark as if I am its child and it is looking after I have been running after the roads that may lead me to finding magic that would fix me but only after I met you I realised magic runs inside me.”
Digging up the past again I was ruminating in her room and came up with this:
