Maybe it happens
People find someone
Who stays.
Maybe there is something
Everlasting and true
Passing the test of time
And resisting all change.
Maybe the stories are true
They are really made for
One another.
Maybe there is someone like that
For you too, but
Maybe you will never
Look them in the eye
Hold their hands
Call their name
Kiss their lips
Maybe its not the part
Of the plan for, you,
Living in the crowd
Searching desperately
Only to hear the
Faint chatters
Behind the loud screams
Of loneliness around you.
Maybe melancholy is yours
He's meant for you
Never leaving, everlasting
As soon as you sit down
Hugging you from behind
You try to get rid sometimes
He's not letting go
At any cost
Always present, hiding
In some corner of the room
Atleast you're not lonely
Or maybe you are.
You just don't know
The difference anymore
Maybe that's it.