By Mahima Agrawal
Dear diary,
I apologise for being so selfish,
to not telling you
all the whereabouts,
For leaving you anxious.
You know what happens
People often forget
things and others
but it is scary
when they forget themselves.
You know we all
need someone to share
our stories with
but what if you start
giving them a short visits,
yes to the one who
knows the real you.
Today, when I typed password
And opened you, my diary,
I realised how a part of me
This breathless thing carry.
I felt sorry for abandoning
you for a while or even more.
You know we all are so
messed up with things
that we even forget
the difference between
living and surviving.
I just want to thank you for
Holding all those untold words,
To those never shed tears.
to being a best friend in this
Fictional world.