Longing by Arunima
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Longing by Arunima

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I’ve begun to learn what longing means. It’s not the post 2 am missing-

It’s the 8 am

Getting ready to work

And bam!

You long for them

As you shove cereal into your mouth Because you’re late.

Missing is when you stare

At their name on the phone

Knowing they’re probably

Texting that other girl.

Longing is when you don’t care

About your phone

Because no notification would

Bring you happiness

Besides theirs

Even though you’ve muted their chat For a year.

It’s a pit in your stomach

And you want to spill your guts out Because everything hurts,

Because it’s painful

Because you know the truth

That longing won’t bring him back. You may sleep with someone else

But long for the one you love.

And sex won’t be anything

But two bodies

Thinking about different souls. Longing-

That sick feeling

Of just holding onto them.

It isn’t the same as missing-

Missing is wanting to see them, Longing is knowing you probably won’t But your soul still aches for them.

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Surabhi Pandey

Surabhi Pandey, a former Delhi Doordarshan presenter, is a journalist currently based in Singapore. She is the author of ‘Nascent Wings’ and ‘Saturated Agitation’ and has contributed to over 15 anthologies in English and Hindi in India and Singapore. She writes on topics related to lifestyle and travel and is an active reporter on the tech startup ecosystem in Southeast Asia. She is the editor and founder of The Vent Machine.
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2 thoughts on “Longing by Arunima

  1. Why did this poem made me tear up a little bit? Ugh. So emotional.
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