Another morning, another sunshine.

I wake up thinking of the day,

But here I feel preternatural,

Recognized as feverish sign.

I hide myself in the pillow,

Digging my face and try sleep.

I look for the phone kept aside,

Immediately calling for him,

Who heals me everytime.

As I unlock my phone,

My mind madly struck,

I slap my face stupidly,

Telling myself,

Don’t be a needy bear bug,

He isn’t there for you anymore.

-SHREYA