Eraser

After you left,
I changed the sheets
Of the bed,
You slept on.
One simple act,
Erasing all signs
Of your presence,
So deftly,
As if you never came.

Only, if I could change,
Something about my heart,
As cleverly,
To return in time,
When I didn't know you,
And life was simpler.
© 2009 Rituparna Das