An Open Letter...
An Open Letter...


To,
The girl,
Who always sheds tears.
Dear girl,
It's me your most beloved pillow
Who have been with you all throughout, high or low.
Who have been a witness to your fears
And a rescue to your tears.
You shower on me, every now and then
And I try to comfort you as much as I can.
But dear, I must tell you a thing
This way you are ruining your well-being
No one! Not a single person,
Is ever going to ask you a justification.
And leave that, they will never know,
That you have shed your tears all through
.
Frankly portraying, it haunts me sometimes
The way you gaze at the open window with the hanging wind chimes.
Your deep attention towards the empty road at a mile
And then the sudden breakdown,
Shatters me, and leaves me confused for a while.
Dear girl, no one, not a single person,
Has the eagerness to know what you have been going through.
So, stop! Stop shedding tears, and come back to me
With a new version of yourself.
A happy you.
And embrace me with love.
Yours lovingly,
The most trustworthy secret keeper.