it was that starry night, with the sky lit by moonlight, with the winds howling like melodious chimes.
i sat by the window, glaring at the moon with nothing but the numb feelings.
the moon , obviously, glared back.
i wondered, was there a purpose for all of what happened?
"oh definitely yes", was what my heart had addend.
those nights with moonlit skies and heavy clouds had made my heart realise the same,
but why couldn't my mind process the same game?
confronting my fears, fighting my hurt,
i did let go off all the dirt ;
but, "what is that part , even my mind decides to hold on to?"
is what i ask myself every day or two.
I don't know , if it were the influence of the stars ,
or, the pain of my scars,
but, what i was sure of,
was, "this feeling needs to be let gone off".
days passed, weeks passed and so did years,
when the realisation had set in-
it wasn't a battle between my brain or my heart, but my battle with all my fears.
from the fear of losing people who are important in my life , to fear of losing myself in this heavily crowded world ,
this was definitely not what i deserved ;
but, it was my overthinking and my self doubt , that had served.
i thought, to heal myself , maybe protection of my heart was first ,
but when i failed to outstand on the same , i realised-
it was those games my mind played with me, that had to be burst.
it was that same starry night, with the sky lit by moonlight and the wind howling like melodious chimes , again.
i sat by the window, glaring at the moon with the moon glaring back;
but this time , those numb feelings were replaced.
replaced, by the thoughts of the beauty of that night,
those empty thoughts now owned no height.
no, this transition of the sensitivities that i had felt, wasn't sudden,
rather, it was as long as the "overcoming the past" journey, that definitely helped with the removal of this burden.
i let go off the feeling,
i let go off the emptiness,
it, for sure, was hard,
but, we talked again after silence of months;
this happiness was far more worthy than the diamonds.
we, the person standing in my mirror , and I, now had all our time for each other,
and to the world of my happiness , i was the geographer.