chewing the chocolate
from a pink wrapper.
SORINI.
A chocolate that i didn't enjoy
eating in the past..
it was his favourite..
As the brown bitter-sweet
substance melts in my mouth..
slowly..
reminds me of a painful memory
that i have never left behind..
Me and Him.
what we used to be
what we went through.
Every detail every picture
is still fresh in my mind.
Plucked up my courage
called him and told him
all my thoughts from deep within.
Only a question in mind..
"is its considered as the past?"
or..
is it still.. still.. on?
to me..
i know.. it has not..
but to him?
tomorrow shall be the answer.
while the last bit of chocolate
in my mouth melting..
i pinned on my last bit of hope.
tearstaiinedd`
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