I’m drowning and you are too


One of these days
I knew we would come to and end
But I know that the love we share
Never will

With you, dear friend
It was never a future
The present was ours
And the past forgot about

Someday, my friend
I will tell my children about you
About a man who loved not with words
But with his laughter
And he looked at the world
Then at us

I was always sure that he would pick us

My daughter will know you as the man
Who wore her mother’s heart around his neck
And will search for men who hold promises
Not bodies

I will tell my son about you
As the man who thought conquering the world
Is a matter of heart
Not an issue of courage

They will know you as the man
Who loved without words
Who loved with laughter

It wouldn’t matter to me
I will tell them it didn’t matter to us
That we never married
Because, love is love
The beginning and end
Is based on moments

You and I didn’t drown that day
When the tides were high
And we learnt survival
By crashing against the rocks
Over and over


About Bano

I’m trying to find a better introduction but since, I can’t? Hi! I’m an ordinary person and I write. I write not because there lies aspiration to be a writer someday but because, it keeps me sane. I love the color silver, black and grey. I also realize that they fall under the same color tone. Whatever, I write is a result of my 3 a.m blues or insomniac depressive tendencies. I can’t write during the day. I’m addicted to caffeine and well, anything and everything (if I like it). Also, I suck at conversations. I bite my nails. Most of the time I’m clueless about the world around me. I love politics and youth activism. People tell me that art and politics don’t belong in the same mind, but I’m passionate about both. One day I might be drawing on a canvas or writing a story and the very next day I will be heading off to attend a summit on the role of youth at the United Nations. I have multiple people trapped in the same body. Each side does try to express itself, in minimal ways if not fully. I’m currently going through a rough patch in life. I guess, I’m adjusting to the world through multiple perceptions. I absolutely love talking to myself because an expert opinion is always required. Most of the time, I just play scenarios in my mind that would never happen. I’m very contradictory in my thought process and actions but it is okay, people get to be what they want to be as long as no other soul is hurt. Peace out!

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