Longing for his glimpse
she went there again and again
throwing here wide eyes around
she stood rooted there for sometime
ignoring the inquiring eyes
of odd men and women
she moved out
stepping down the crowded streets of the city
she walked along
throwing herself into the
bed and tried in vain to have a deep sleep.
Finding no solace
she turned around and
around in the bed
for hours on end throwing
up her hands in
despair
dreaming for the unending, ultimate sleep..
he was nobody to her
she was nobody to him
still….?
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