Monday, February 15, 2010

Now.

The heat increases, as the rollers stay shut. The gentle wind rustles a few leaves on the floor, somersaulting and hovering ever so gently.

Neither a murmur at the common area, nor the usual cacophony of environment noise, as people simply lie back and relax, while others go and celebrate with relatives.

Catch up with lives,
Some genuine, others superficial.
Be nice relatives and hosts,
Some out of goodwill, others mandatory.

Perhaps I shouldn't have left your life so sudden
But, you did say you chose him.
Perhaps it's just a misunderstanding between the both of us
But, if you ever need anything, a listening ear or two,
I'm just a text away. :)