It seems, I have not been loved since years.  
I have not been cared for long.
I cried in the dark.
But now, I live in dark.
I live in your pocket.
I live in your cell phone,
Not in your heart.
I live in your fantasy,
In your sex,
In your lavishing eyes,
Not in your heart.

I live in your chest,
Not in your heart.
I cry, cry alone.
No one seems to hear my sobbing;
Not even you.

I break in your arms.
I break like a baby doll.
Your eyes seems cutting me
Like sharp knives.
I bleed, bleed internally.
I crave for you,
The real, you dear.
 I love you.

Gazi Purni is doing her post-graduation on Literature in English and Cultural Studies at Jahangirnagar University.