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I keep looking for apologies in corners that were mine, corners that smelled like warmth on nights of foul winter breeze, and then I wonder, why did I ever not get one? Do I even deserve one?

I am to blame for too many walls that I lifted with a vulnerable heart that is so close to exploding; too many unturned locks with lost keys to my soul, walking parallels with a doom on my sleeves.

And when I look at our reflection from the window of the coffee shop, there’s just us, standing in a haze and watching the pages flip with cold wind ruffling through them; winds of change.

Yet you promise me that you’ll never go away, for being stranded inside an inn of dead ghosts and memories is where we never want to be. Don’t look back, with eyes and heart and that tiny little mind of yours. Let us go.
Let us walk.
Let us run away
Like you’d run from the law
Darling, let’s run
Run from it all
We can go where our eyes can take us
Go where no one else is, run
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Published by sarkarshrestha0

Folly and bewilderment

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