Sinking in Love

To crave the touch of someone so close 

and yet so far.

Is this what makes me want to claw at my heart?

To stop the beating that thrums so steadily 

For one who isn't even ready. 

Soft and tender contradictions 

so readily fall off your lips.

I continuously mistake life for fiction

And so I find myself like a ship that tips.

My selfish needs outweigh what is right 

Filling me with fast delight

And yet suddenly leading me 

To where nothing is bright. 

Written by Nihal Nashed.

Cover photo by Alwi Alaydrus.