She's A Passenger

Thoughts turn to ink

And ink turns to words

I'm caught in a ring

And I see her love above

All I do is think

Think of her alone

I'd love to talk with her

But I can't leave the home

Smell turns to memory

And wind turns to play

I break out in tears

'Cause she was leavin' that day

I wear my worn out sweater

And write her lovely song

I try to make it better

But she's always gone too long

 - By Ritvij. 5/Nov/2022. At home, Raebareli.