My Mom’s love vibrated my phone even before the sun rays winkling my face ..
Okay ! Okay ! Okay ! Stop averring it again and again that I’ve to houseclean ..I’ll do it anyways.. disconnected the call exasperatedly. Yes she always wanted an idyllic daughter but unfortunately I happened..
Left my bed lamentably and started stripping my shelf before she calls again..
A white shirt came to my hand while cleaning the cupboard ..
My heart skipped a beat..
It’s not mine.. !
Held it straight to my face .. the torn pages of my life suddenly flashed in front of my eyes.. I heard my heart beating fast abnormally..
Tears bedewed my cheeks and rolled down my chin..Hands squashing the shirt I cried aloud ..after a long time.. busted my heart out..
Why did you leave me alone ? Why did you give me the nightmare when I wished for a beautiful future? asked bussing the collar of the shirt.. yes I felt of kissing him..
I love pain.. but I never knew it would be this difficult .. I miss you .. cried hugging the shirt..
Yes … I miss you ..I miss you..tears sloughed vexedly.. Please come back.. I want you badly please I beg you.. I want my old days back..
I’m jaded of fudging that I’m okay..Please come back.. kneeled down hugging the shirt ..
It’s been 2 hours.. I defied either to move or to keep it down..
My ringtone busted the silence ..Hello maa.. I said..
“Why is your voice low?” yes she has the superpower to empathize the happenings even without seeing !
Assaying to rub-out all the red-letter days with him, which ruptures my soul, ruins my nous oft, I end up everyday by ex-cogitating ways to forget him..
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