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Unsaid

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by

Usama Ahmed
in


I often used to write for you; but now that I know, I should not let you bother with what’s going on in my mind, what do I do with my thoughts.

I let them pass. 

There was a time I used to feel that I may end up meeting you somewhere, I often used to guess if I could be at places where you might be. But not anymore. Now I know, I must protect you from my sight. I am aware that I must not be at places where you will be. So, where do I should be? 

I should be nowhere.

When I am all alone, you come to me. I speak with you, we talk. So now I think, if I mute myself and be nowhere, I will be the most closest to you. 

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