It was her last day in the city
She hugged them and bid them goodbye
But little did she know that it would be the last day she would be herself.
She was ready for a new beginning
But the good memories from wild past kept haunting her.
She tried to put on a smile on her face wilting herself that the next day would be better
But fate had something else in store for her.
She slowly drained her bold self,
Grew weaker and weaker every day
And in search of her happy self, she lost herself.
When life gave her no glimmer of hope or salvation,
She tried to think about her good times hoping that would cheer her up.
But little did she know that there could be nothing else that could hurt her more.
She had enough on hoping that the next day would get better.
She couldn’t take it anymore
And someday, she lost the fighter within her.
And like a lost soul who lost the meaning of her life,
She sat next to the window
Watching the beautiful drizzle as she sipped something from her favourite coffee mug.
Staring at the coloured bottle kept next to the coffee mug knowing one thing for sure
That she wouldn’t be there to see the drizzle again tomorrow.