I have small fears.
I don’t deal with big ones.
Like that ceiling fan can fall on me,
like my heart can fall for you in any moment,
like I no more watch dreams,
because people like you have stopped coming in there.
What if you come and hold me?
From that moment the world would be so so big for me but from that moment I wouldn’t give a damn about it.
Because you already made my heart so so small.
I don’t know how? but yes you did.
Like I stopped reading to get inspire,
I stopped listening music to get motivation.
I don’t want to get influenced by all this.
I want to keep my feelings pure.
Pure as night.
Only then I can write clean and call it mine.
©Rohit
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