Fix You?

By Snigdha Mishra

i don't try to fix you anymore

i know i can't

your emptiness - the landscape

for tumbling conversations

both meaningless and pithy

the vivid colorful dreams

some so dark

scaring the unwitting away

some so bright

they appear nothing but white

to the indifferent eye

your brokenness makes way

for the love to creep in

in unexpected moments

in awkward hugs

in stolen glances

the pauses between your sentences

the spaces between our fingers

your scars - the canvas

for stories lived

of fires of passion that the love made

of a life forlorn

of a self lamented

of heartaches and pain

of moments of vulnerability that never came

you are the sum of everything you've felt and seen

you are every version of who you've been

and everything else you will be

in your tattered wholeness

you are you, all of you

all of you for you

all of you for me

all of you for the world to see

so i don't want to fix you anymore

i know that you don't need to be

By Snigdha Mishra