The Empty Space of Hers

When she left, her impressions remained,

I wanted to prove I could even love her absence.

Now my nights feel longer,

My mind is crowded with unsaid words.

Every time I saw her, I fell for her,

Not once, not twice, but every time.

Each time my love grew larger,

Than it had been before.

I loved her without conditions

As she never kept a measure.

I only knew how to love,

Not how to be loved.

One day she will know the truth,

And it would be too late.

Her belief in others' opinions,

Has only created distance.

She will never know the access she held,

How rare it is for others to find.

Some parts of me remain unreachable,

Except to those my soul recognises.

The space where she was is empty now,

Because it was hers alone,

I love the emptiness she left behind.

My mind understood but my heart did not.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.