You exist…
Because all the ones who came and went before you still persist.
Because when I’m searching for loose change, I still find the notes we made.
Because I still sleep on the right side of the bed.
You exist…
Because Prateek Kuhad songs fill my youtube recommendations.
Because I still call my niece ‘Blue’ at times.
Because I am surrounded by people named ‘Deepak’.
You exist…
Because I still like wearing cotton shirts with mandarin collars.
Because I refuse to disengage from the illusion I thought you would be.
Because fragrances have a way of making things real.
You exist…
Because when I feel cold, I still hold you close.
Because I loved stealing words to recite them to you.
Because we failed to part when we should not have begun at all.
You exist…
Because you’re a memory that has evolved.
Because you’re a feeling I have chosen to acknowledge.
Because some blame is on you and some stays with me.
You exist…
Because I still want you to…
Because you did…
Because we did…

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