By Nalini Priyadarshni on 21.10.2017
To a former lover-of-sorts
Between what we like and what we do
what lasts longest is the possibility of love
left unexplored
by our younger unsullied selves
We keep replaying in our heads
and watch in slow motion
lies we believed, in our naivety
benign designs of divine intervention
Awkward and fumbling
we took it on chin
and survived
but it never healed
We just learnt to live with it
punishing ourselves raw
by disappearing without a word
every time we see each other
Author Info- Nalini Priyadarshni is the author of Doppelganger in My House and co author of Lines Across Oceans. Her poems and short fiction have appeared in numerous literary journals, podcasts and international anthologies including Mad Swirl, Camel Saloon, Dukool, In-flight Magazine, Poetry Breakfast, The Open Road Review, Your One Phone Call, and Yellow Chair Review. She divides her time between raising two teenagers and teaching English language to high schoolers
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