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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