“Incomplete Sentences” – Nayana Nair

Sit beside mewhile I sleep.Put your hand into my soul. I do not not where it is.Maybe you would have to find it firstbefore we can start with anything. But finding this soulI thinkwould be a start in itself. In my dreams, become the airthat insists on not letting me fallwhen I try to jumpContinue reading ““Incomplete Sentences” – Nayana Nair”

“Better Clone” – Nayana Nair

If you were to find a love that could make you complete,I hope you find it with me.I hope I become betterbefore you start looking for this love.So that being myself won’t meanbeing cruel and uncaring.So that loving me won’t be a sacrifice. I want to have you without breaking youand without breaking me.But howContinue reading ““Better Clone” – Nayana Nair”

“For Now” – Nayana Nair

There is no “my type of person”,“my one and only friend”, or “my only hope”.There is too much of youthat is not for me,that I won’t take even if you gave it away for free.Because for every word of yours that I find beautiful,there are thousand other words that I have not heard yetthat wouldContinue reading ““For Now” – Nayana Nair”

“How I Make Excuses (Why I Never Change)” – Nayana Nair

I am <so> and <so> because I am <all innocent qualities which I don’t really have> and people are <all words that can paint a thorough villainous caricature for my convenience>, people treat me like <unpleasant words that are at least half-true> just because I let them. After all these years, is it any wonderContinue reading ““How I Make Excuses (Why I Never Change)” – Nayana Nair”

“Half” – Nayana Nair

I always assumed that people are working for what they want and I shouldn’t feel hurt from what they do when I was the one that got in their way. But often, like me, they are just working for something to know if they want it or not. And when they don’t, they move fromContinue reading ““Half” – Nayana Nair”

“What I do best” – Nayana Nair

There is a fierce calmness that holds me together even when I think that I will fall apart. Seems like falling apart is not that easy for those who lived in pieces that they never knew they had. So I will turn deaf to the words of love that presumes that it knows me. SoContinue reading ““What I do best” – Nayana Nair”