Nothing Feels Real…

We are so close, yet feel miles apart.
Each day is an act of pretense
of love
with an aching heart.
Once those eyes were full of warmth.
But now they are empty and devoid
of love
the longing now far gone.
Ignorance is a bliss, but very evil.
In the distance I see a forlorn hope
of love
it doesn't feel real.
As I wake to another day,
My heart says
"What does feel real these days?"

-Ishita Gupta

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