When he wrote he wrote nothing…
He filled an empty glass with nothing…
Void was the word that defined everything…
A blank page was all that was left for my being!
I bear no grudges nor do I carry anything…
I felt sad and dismissed with his shamming…
Why do I deserve a blank page was my questioning…
He didn’t take it back nor was it filled with anything!
Months passed and years were ending…
One fine day the blank page was all I was holding…
The moment of realization had come cracking…
I knew it wouldn’t end with this waiting…
The page was meant to be filled by me and not him, but I carried it whole life doing nothing!
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