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I don’t want him to go

Why am I so dependable on him?

Why is he, my soul twin?

I feel shattered when I listen to these musings,

In which the word leaving feels like a sin.

I’m bothered when he doesn’t understand,

I being his child would be devastated in a second.

A lot has been happening to me,

His hands-on my head, I know he is a blessing.

Him fleeing away from my existence,

And it would be the end of my occurrences.

Every word he said would remind me of him sitting there,

Away from me but he’ll be immortal.

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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