Time Immemorial

The cool breeze brushed past my bare skin
I stood there watching the sky bleach purple and pink as dusk approached
This was our favorite time of the day , where we felt the essence and blissfulness of every single moment which was as rare as gold, just like the golden hour itself …
I felt the wind playfully entangle my hair into loose knots but I miss the warmth of your fingers tug lightheartedly at my hair and slide down my neck;
Your ecstatic laughter would fill the air as I leaned back on your splay chest and my heart would swell with warmth , love and emotions just for you.
As the sun bid adieu and the birds flew back to their nests we would walk back to our comfort zone hand in hand , gazing at each other’s dreamy eyes which held so much affection , hope and contrivance for the life yet to come ;
All of a sudden everything just shattered like shear pieces of glass and my entire universe was deluged into darkness and lucidity ……
The glass edges stung me time and again and made me bleed profusely because behind every graceful fairytale there is a chapter that is not read out aloud .
But sometimes it takes an overwhelming breakdown to have an undeniable breakthrough and that is when ……
I fell in love with the process of being the best version of myself .
By – Mrinmoyee Das