i search for something
to communicate with you –
words, a picture, a video,
an article i share on social media.

and every night I give up;
the thought
hidden in the knots of my neurons
refuses to be formed
into anything, except air –
air that I exhale
you breathe in.

so wait,
until my breath can reach yours
and not be lost
in the expanse of space between
Me. You.

About Aditi

My thoughts are who I am and I am what my thoughts make me.
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