I wish I was her so that I could have you by my side
I get jealous when I see you with her,
I am tired, pretending I am fine!
Your eyes are the colour of the sky,
Mesmerised by your temperament,
I got lost and their no one to save me.
Where am I now?
Will you be my sun again, if I asked for your light?
Every day I miss you, every day I wish you were here,
Every day I pretend, that I was never yours.
Go if you could ask my God, you are still on my wishlist,
I never have missed it, but here you can see I am alone.
-Riya Shah
The Reluctant Poet 