He waits in different crowds so he's not alone
So I've heard
He is absent because his presence is a must
So I've heard
His heart too big; space for everyone
For me, all corners are taken
So I've heard
Some days he's missing, some days unheard
Actions speaking louder than words
So I've heard
His games taking a toll on me
And yet, no further i can see
So I've heard
Ardently inexpressive
He sees me unbothered and unfeeling
So I've heard
What would you know, while you wait in crowds
Of things packed away, reluctantly thrown out
You will never hear
Photography: Sonu Yadav
Prose: Abhilasha Tyagi
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