Hourglass

I want to apologize

To that girl,

For turning her inside

Into a deep dark jungle.

I can see her shoulders shrug,

Hear her laughter echo,

Her walk beat against my memory.

I know you deserved better,

I want to tell her.

I want to touch

The sparkle in her eyes,

Feel it in my veins,

In my blood,

And hold onto it.

I’m  so sorry, I want to say,

And cup her face in my hands.

If she doesn’t run away from me,

That girl in the picture,

I want to smile at her

And tell her

That all isn’t lost,

That all can never be lost

So long as one is alive.

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© Rasagya Kabra, February 8, 2012

"I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I'm awake, you know?" ~ Ernest Hemingway