Nistaraka - An Anthology Of Hopes.

Let go..

I wanna try hard,
Those severed strings still haunt my mind,
Maybe one last time,
But I know that won't bring me solace either,
Your crooked smiles,
And new shirts that you hardly wore,
Don't smell the same,
The cards are left untouched,
Your fingers won't flick them anymore,
And I try so hard,
To grasp any fleeting memory,
The Polaroids are smudged,
And my heart is forever broken,
Your room feels lonely,
And the lilt in your voice is missing,
Maybe I'm reading too hard,
Into this untimely situation,
But perhaps my feelings are justified,
Nobody calls me the same name anymore,
Fearing that my scars won't heal,
Your presence is missing,
When I cook the secret maggi stash,
At ungodly hours in the mornin,
I wish it was me,
You deserved so much more,
And at times like this I wonder,
If I was there,
To see you one last time,
Would my tears be my solace,
And would my guilt not override me,
But I know that's not true,
I have truly wronged you,
And you just left,
Without giving me time,
But that's okayy,
Sometimes things don't work out,
And as I hold on to the last of those severed strings,
I try not to cry,
And I let go,
Knowing that your love will always be there,
As I severe through the infinite galaxies.