Written by: Aaisma Wagle - 23050, Grade XII
Posted on: 19 October, 2022
As you were walking,
Back to where the only scent
That lingered were of detergent,
Back to where the flowers
On your vase by your desk
Quickly turned gray from never being changed,
Back to where you were alone
And learning to survive
The one difference however..
Seeing your calm and thankful smile before you left
As I chanted the words like a last desperate spell,
"Turn around for the last time,
knowing you'll disappear forever"
As you walked down the street and grabbed yourself a ride
I was happy yet sad
That the main intention to make you forget worked,
Yet I made you reach the point
That you could easily forget the people who cared.
Reaching...
Back to the time you were innocent and never needed love
Back to your single collective expression
Before it shattered to millions,
Back to where you were independent and uncaring at best
Shall I be proud or destroyed by the way I created you?
Shining bright without my support now is not a crime.
