Cinguolomania

By Naisha Jain

My arms are empty tonight

But I still feel you right there

I close my eyes and lay

lay merely in a pile of memories

I still feel your hand

Your hand around my waist

I still feel every part that you traced

I allow my heart

Allow it to find solace in each stolen glace of you

distance becomes an illusion when I dream of us two

but when I'm awake I realize

Realise you’re still so far away

like distant shores where ocean meets bay

and my heart, it waits for us to unite

But my arms, they're empty tonight.

By Naisha Jain