NEW YEAR ENTRIES.
Day 6
Not the first.
I was not in my senses then. not because of the hangover. it's just that,
I couldn't leave the year so soon. wanted to linger for a while. just to look back and wonder what a mess
I made there. just to make sure
I am picking up all the fallen pieces of us. not to leave a single memory behind.
NO.
I don't want to let go.
I will pick the fallen piece every time, though it cuts and peels and bruise me.
I refuse to let go.
I will pick myself up with every fallen piece. one at a time. and make a collage out of it.
I will frame it and hang it in my balcony.
I will make sure all my visitors see it. feel it. and when they will see it,
I want them to be scared of me- of how much I can give. Of how big my heart is, still beating to pour.
and when they leave, just like you did,
I will make a collage again.
I will wait for the new year.
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