Elegy to Lost Love

I met a little bird once

Its name was Love

It was lurking around my window

peeping in at times

scared to enter my world, maybe.

I opened the rusty window

that had been closed since years.

I left a cup of water on the window sil

the bird must have been thirsty

I figured.

Looking closely, I saw

it had a broken wing

that reminded me of broken hearts.

I put forward my palm

for the bird to hop onto

In gratitude, it did.

By now, I was almost in love

with Love.

I nursed it back to health

and gave it my love everyday.

Until one day,

it was ready to fly away

But I wasn't ready to let go yet.

I offered to build it a nest

right at the edge of my window sil

But it refused.

It wanted to fly.

All my attempts to hold it back failed.

One morning,

it was gone.

Without as much of a goodbye

or a note that said it loved me too

or even a word of thank you.

My heart felt heavy.

I sat by the window for a long time

Looking out into the sky

across the horizon

hoping to see my bird.

It was nowhere to be seen.

Maybe someday it will visit me again

when it is done exploring the sky

and longs for a home to rest in.

I left my window open

and went back to my life.