My heart goes back to you
each time I hear a song
with lyrics that are too deep
for the tune to hold onto.
Just how I used to feel
when we were together.
My happiness had
no boundaries then.
Maybe it doesn’t, even now.
But I do not remember
the numerous places I hid it in.
My mind does not think practically
when it comes to us.
It just wanders off
to a lake that’s peaceful,
where our laughter fills up
the empty spaces
and our silence echoes comfort.
My heart goes back to you,
and to who I was,
when I was with you.
Things were unembellished then.
Maybe they are now, too.
I cannot tell the difference anymore.
– Sanika Alwa
Art by Erin Deverell
