Lost Love

I can see myself not on you any more,

When I look at the mirror, 

honestly, do I see you on me? 

and then, out of nowhere,

I realize how hopelessly in love I am,

This is bad, worse than it sounds.

This wound of mine will probably never heal

You stopped caring long back

and I stopped caring about that

and then I realize,

How desperately in love I am,

and yes this is bad, worse than it sounds.

As I realize, how much I have missed you
and how much of you, 
I have never bothered to know.
How much of me, 
I have never bothered to let you know.
And realize how stupidly in love I am
and indeed this is bad, worse than it sounds.

This stranger, Love, 

left both of us some time back, 

but it forgot to evacuate the space

so in the joy and in the sorrows

and in the trust and in the fraud

and in the kisses and in the hatred

we still can not feel loveless entirely.

May 2nd, 2018