We rested our tired spines on your terrace waiting for stars to show up and fix our broken constellations, for the moon to be whole, for a meteor shower, for the northern lightsI stayed up staring at the sky every nightbefore falling asleep, before sunriseand you were gone before my eyes were hit by dawnYou were so wrong so, so wrong for meI know that deeplyBut poetically,if you know what I mean Poetically, so right

-Sakshi Narula

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