Particles that stayed on the floor
even after you cleaned and collected all,
particles that made me , a whole me,
were not easily traceable again.
Yet I chose to connect whatever was
left behind;
yet I thought of making a whole me .
Sadness is so bad that you attract
the addiction,
faster than you’ve imagined;
and to end that addiction that makes
this beautiful life seems like
an endless one,
here , I smile again. 🙂
© Archita
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