MORNING DARK

I open my eyes to darkness.
There's nothing I wish to see but you.
I run my hand on
The other side of bed
The empty side,
The sheets still impressioning you.
Through watery eyes and runny nose
I hold your dupatta close.
Left behind, forgotten-on-purpose.
I take in your fragrance.
Your memories shared.
My sweeter side of life.
Only time I felt alive.
I jab the knife in my eyes.
I open my eyes to darkness.
There's nothing I wish to see but you.