What strange pull it was

 We don't talk, maybe you never want to either...perhaps I don't even cross your mind anymore...
  
 But I think of you so much...I wonder how you are!
  
 Maybe you'd say, what's the use of knowing!
  
 I know there's nothing I can do, except shed a few extra tears when I pray for you during namaz...
  
 Mingled with those tears...you'll remain with me for life...I want nothing, hope for nothing, dream nothing with you...what am I to you?
  
 Sometimes my heart just twists with pain!
  
 ...I've given you a place in my eyes! You'll flow through them, reminding me of your presence in my life. Only when these eyes no longer open will you find your freedom!
  
 See, I don't tell you I love you anymore...I don't call you my Uttam Kumar either...I don't share favorite songs with you...
  
 How would you see me anyway! I exist nowhere in your world...I have nothing in your life!
 ...you've kept my phone number only with complete reluctance!
  
 I've asked you so many times, what am I to you? You never answered...I no longer wait in hope of a reply.
  
 ...yet perhaps this waiting will never end!
 What am I waiting for?
  
 Love? Affection? A pull? Or something else?
  
 ...I don't know.
  
 Be well.