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The Letter I’ll Never Send : Mumbai

I wish I could say
How much I care for you
But I don’t know how
So here’s what I’ll do

I’ll write you a letter
Saying what I’ve been through
Day after day
Always thinking of you

I don’t see you much
But when I do it makes me cry
So I’ll write to you
Without a lie

I’ll say that I love you
The first line that I write
So you instantly know
At your first sight

I’ll say that I dream
I’ll say that I fly
And without you
I’d probably die

I’ll say that I smile
As I write you the note
I’ll say that I wished
I could wear your big coat

I’ll say that whenever
I close my eyes
I see you face
It never dies

I’ll say that you’re perfect
In every possible way
That I wish I could hold you
Every single day

I’ll say that I wish
You were here with me
But it’s crazy because
I know you can’t be

Do you think about me
Or did you forget
The things we had done
And the goals we had set

But after I read
My note once again
I realize I’d never send it
It’s a waste of my pen

You’d see it, and read it
Then throw it away
You don’t care anymore
To yourself you would say

I stare at my paper
With a sad pout
The shred it to pieces
And throw it out

-Shalu Rohan Varadkar
Business woman, Mumbai

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