Days

Then there are days when you feel like nothing's going right, these untraceable wave of emotions taking you to some gravest corners, the wounds untouched for ages, like something in you desperately needs to witness that pain again, like you never felt any full moon night since the last time you smiled with your eyes shining and your soul smiling, like it all happened yesterday. 

The wounds. The void. And the scars it left. It all happened yesterday. And yesterday seems too close to get healed already. Isn't it? 

How come they move on so easily from one loss to another? and here I ain't yet over the wagon of ache I came into existence with. They say trust the time and i ask how many summers and springs shall I put in between the chapters of yesterday and today? to never feel this ache again? will i ever get over this? 

I think. I will. 

I think. I will. 

I wish. I could. 

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