I was thinking if I ever wrote a sequel , to the story I left incomplete.
How would it end?, would the end be happy or would it be sad ?.
Then I realise the end I’m talking about the one that I wish we had, so there was no hanging to the hopes – it’ll get better, there was no consoling ourselves – it’s just A bad phase , it’ll pass.
I realise that very END stands knocking at the door, unlike opportunity it doesn’t mind knocking twice.
But my promise to you ” I’ll never leave,no matter what ” is holding me back , even when quite evidently nothing’s left.
Do me a favor ? Would you ?
Please get the door for me.
© Samridhi Dutta.