• alivadutta 9w


    And memories.
    I will always
    Be that lost wanderer ,
    Trying to find home.
    Perhaps the home was you ,
    Maybe it shattered,
    Even before I could
    Decorate it with fairy lights and warm hugs,
    Amidst the chaos
    Amidst the thousands of words
    My mind lingers
    Upon those moments
    We shared.

    Sometimes I wonder
    If you feel the same
    Because you keep ,
    Appearing in my dreams
    Wearing that crumbled black shirt
    And jeans full of dirt...