To Find Us Once More

By Utkarsh Yadav

In this barren garden of our love, a void,

I hold you, yet I feel the loss—our bond destroyed.

You know I love you, but the words fall flat,

When they ask why you never claim me back.

Is it my failing, or some deeper wound?

I stumble, I falter, but I’ll mend it soon.

I’ll give anything to fill this hollow space,

To feel those butterflies in their frantic race.

To love you, I need nothing, only you,

Tell me, what must I do to make it true?

To have you love me as you did before,

To bridge this chasm and find us once more.

By Utkarsh Yadav