Creeping Vines

Creeping Vines

A Story by Mira

As exhaustion closed upon me gradually, I wondered how it would have been if you were here with me.


With you leaving, the world has become hostile and snarky.


It seems everybody is annoyed with your absence.


An anger has built its nest in me, growling and fuming and sometimes screaming.


I am confused.


How beautiful were the days when you listened to me complain,


Or when you said sorry for an unknown mistake of yours, my heart filled up with love for you.


The motivational quote hanging on the wall of my bedroom, reminds me every morning that whatever happens, happens for a reason.


But I couldn’t find any plausible reason as to why we had to go through this.


The religious scriptures sing praises of the Creator and puts faith in whatever He does is only for our good.


Is this good?


Are you well?


Why did nature lose all its colour all of a sudden?


The music has lost its melody and poems have lost their meaning.


With you gone, I have lost a part of me which made me feel alive.


Don’t worry,


I am breathing fine,


I am singing, dancing, working, eating, sleeping, I am doing it all yet…


There is something that is amiss.


Is it you?


Or is it simply the love for you?

 

© 2024 Mira


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Added on September 24, 2024
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