My crazy talks that only you will listen to,
Strange dreams that only you can understand,
The little jokes that we’l laugh mad at,
All buried deep in silence…
Here in your absence
I stay close to loneliness.
Days just roll on….
leaving me no reasons to keep a count on them.
Loneliness hurts more
when you are in a busy noisy crowd.
It even pains to smile -
when you dont know what it means to be happy.