You told me I can tell you everything
Share anything with you
But what about my silence?

The tremor in my short responses
My sighs
At this, our last meeting
My eyes glistening 
Just a tentative kiss on the side of your lips
As I close the door
To prevent you from seeing
from hearing 
my heart breaking

The silence speaks for you
As I ask you to excuse 
The awkwardness of
My non-goodbye.
Deepshikha Saraf
<p>In a nutshell I am either wildly naive or dangerously intelligent. My pen does my talking, my tongue does the listening. Food is my religion, travel is my bible, I stay in touch with my feminine side, while being a tough nut.</p>

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