Why?

Why is it that every night when I lie in bed,

I’m alone?

Why is it that every time it rains my heart cries?

Why is it that every Saturday night is just another weekend fight?

Why is that every time I peek inside my heart,

it's empty and longing for love?

Why is it that every tear my eyes have cried is of pain?

Why is it that my dream to find someone

feels like a far-fetched fantasy?

A fantasy that was never meant to be a reality.

Why?


Author: Aryan Sonsale

Editor: Vedant Vaswani


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