i promised myself i will not write about you Bushra Iqbal but here i ambreaking it in twolike the flesh of a fruitgone terribly badthe sand breaks softlywith every step i takei like the progressuntil they're swept awaythe waves pull me inthe same way you lovedso ferociously gentlewith their wantno teeth no clawsall warmth all salti like it herethe place from whereno one can tellthe sky from the seawhere everything and nothingcoexist togetherwhere i'm neither alive nor deadneither sinking nor floatingneither breathing nor deadneither in love nor outi said i like it herewhere it's neither in the beginning nor the endingbut right in the middle of the storyit's the closest i've come to peacepiece by piece you seeso leave me by the seafor a while let me be let me seethe world in this lightin only and only this momentneither the past nor the futurelet me live in the momentlet the waves pull me inlet me think that it's youwho's loving meso ferociously gentlewith your wantno teeth no clawsall warmth all salt

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