10th of September...

The 10th day of the month. 10 days since we left August..



10 nights ago,
I was perched on the ledge, when your piercing words shoved me. Words that were uttered curtly, too curtly.. and I wasnt prepared. For once, no words escaped me. Stunned by your apatheticness, chafed by your detachment.

10 nights ago,
I sat under the night sky, searching for a glimmer of light in the distance. But no a gander of stars dotting the inky black sky. Absorbed in my own thoughts, numbing coldness enveloped me as over and over again, your words stabbed me.

10 nights ago,
I was scared, confused, doubtful. I feared walking away, I feared letting it go, I feared losing. But once again, your words propelled me.


And now,
10 days after,
The sun is kind and golden, the sky is brighter and bluer. It finally dawned on me that I have given up. A scary venture initially, but I remembered that once, one night, I have vowed that these tears, my tears, would not fall again.