I wandered in my
own denial
when those edgy skies
hinted way before.
Those shoulders I underused,
those hands retreated fairly quickly
when I wanted to hold them longer,
those smiles praising the other,
those lips stopped enchanting my name;
I had to let go
like shattered dying leaves.
I took the fall for being the flawed one
sucking the breaths out of me.
I kept descending until I reached
Nature’s lap.
Only to realise
all I ever needed was
to trust the process.
I never knew I’d bloom again
after a terrible fall.
Short, but full of meaning!
Thank you, ??❤️