Watching you sleep wrapped on your favorite floral blanket, this day never roamed in my imagination. You sleep like a child though, half pouting your lips, hands closed on your tummy.Feels like falling in love for the first time. For the tiny mole on your lower lip, for dimple on your right cheek , the space between your front teeth ( you say its for ventilation though ). Then i poke you to wakeup you up and your eyebrows wrinkle saying a little more. You turn to the other side taking away the blanket on my side. For the reasons known and unknown. You are mint to my heart.

You replaced yourself with a machine, tying me onto a device. A thing with no life. It told me your routines. Your last seen, likes and dislikes. Things you see and place you go, everything more than i know. Last day we talked, i taped your voice and been playing it in a loop. Long rings and i am getting addicted to unpicked calls. Are you trapped inside.? Are you okay in there?

 

Ps : This series is inspired from my life and a few people around me. It has nothing to do with my current state. Thank you 🙂