Does it happen with you too?
When you finish reading a book,
The author ends the story,
The characters bid a goodbye.
But the author’s voice stays,
It’s in the way I talk to myself,
the way I see the world,
the way every story around me unfolds.
And then, days slowly pass,
the voice floats to the background,
Like a decade-old favourite song,
Like memories with a childhood friend.