Dilly-dally
It makes me think where I belong now
Flitting between the one and the another
That one which makes me feel special
And that another which brings out the real me.

I’m blank now.
I can’t think of anything
I wish life freezes here
For I find I belong nowhere
‘Am I doing what I should be doing?’
The answer is only three words-
I don’t know.

If I had known me I would have been there
If I had been me I would not have been here.
‘If’ had been so indifferent yet so invaluable
If and only if I was there I would have been different.
Or I think again ‘if’ I would have been there I would have lost my here.
I’m just flitting between here and there.
Neither I belong here nor do I belong there.
I used to write for myself
But now I’m writing for you
You changed me into me
A mentor, a friend, an admirer
You are what I have longed for.
But you forgive me
For I have made my promises
For I have given hope to someone
For I have no reasons to hate you
May be I like you
But I can’t love you.