The Emotion I Miss
by: - BHAWANA GAUR
Living in an extreme, where no other extreme can compete.
Things come and go, not directly I feel.
I miss the eyebrows going up, the eyes widening, the giggling, the shivering , the racing heartbeat.
There is a long list of emotions I miss.
The difference between ordinary and special is blurred. It's all same .
Nothing is too much nowadays.
It hurts , but again ..not enough.
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