Miss Drown

when you're missing

At times

I miss you

helplessly

And Thankfully

My eyes shed tears

From the inside out

Else,

I am quite sure

That all that live

silently in the hollow

spaces,

virginal in the dark

places

underneath

the fragile bony walls

of my ribcage;

would have to learn

how to swim.

I never learnt

Swimming, rather I

Learnt to love

I’d drown

Anyway.