"It's brilliant,
the way your eyes twitch
when I look at you.
As if
you believe that I believe
in the fake nonchalance
that you try to portray.
You and I,
we're nothing less than
the silent murmurs of the birds in the morning,
and the invisible presence of bats at night.
We're real, always;
but only for ourselves.
We have nothing to lose,
you and I.
You don't see
the night hiding itself
from the longing heart of the owl,
do you?
-Tanvi Jain