My Sun

By Kriti Arora

I still remember, vividly.

How your eyes shined 

Green and yellow in the dark

Embers in a dark room – 

Firelight.

Lighting up the dark forest

That was my heart.

I still remember, vividly

How you would walk into a room

Confident, gleaming

Like the Sun’s rays personified

You were, are, and will always be

My Sun

Too close, yet too far 

A flame, burning brightly

Yet warm enough to touch

I still remember, vividly

Everything about you

Is burned 

To the back of my 

Brain.

Your elbow, your palms;

The part where your shoulder meets your neck;

The scar on your chest;

Your messy, unruly curls.

It’s all so vivid

So vivid, that

It’s killing me.

And, yet, here you are

Making it worse

By not being there

Next to me.

By Kriti Arora