A Song of My Life

Her sweetness hurts me,

in the best and worst ways.

Her absence taught me,

the depth of attachment.

I do not know what is soul made of,

but if there is such a thing,

I am sure hers and mine

were created as one.

I have had special moments,

that faded over time.

But the simplest ones with her,

haunt me endlessly

My life keeps moving without her,

even when I cannot.

May be she was meant to be lost,

and that’s how my love stays alive

Now I only remember,

what I really wanted to forget.

I forgot myself, my life, my happiness,

the things I needed to remember.

Living has become a curse,

missing her at all times.

And now missing her has become

a silent song of my life.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

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