EMERGING FROM THE COCOON

There were no goodbyes when your breath stopped. Memories took over, and small things, that seemed insignificant, resurfaced as lost treasures.

- by Swagata Soumyanarayan

My mind kept flashing back to our happier time,

as we rose like balloons let into the sky.

How I longed to relive those memories!

I watched them getfurther away

like scenes out of my movie.

I couldn't let bitterness build a home,

so I promised myself

to be happy and I try each day,

succeeding on some of them, as I seesaw

between heartbreak, disbelief and acceptance.