This Is The End- My Only Friend.

I prayed for some rain this morning.I prayed for the sky to turn pitch black with grief.

Today is a day of bellowing silence.

I wake up and look around my room to soak in as much of it as I can -

because I knew I'd miss its humid comfort.

The rusted window panes, the blurry mirror, old mugs with faded photos - what else was I leaving behind?

I took a last glance at the neighbor's dog - his furry pair of brown ears drop down sadly as though he was resounding

my inner thoughts.

Empty bookcases and rows of empty shelves looked on as I walked past them in denial.What else was I leaving behind?

I wish I was better with words or atleast, sentiments.I could then tell every one in my life how much they matter and how this is an inevitable change I knew I had to go through someday.

Thus, I stagger to the end of road - only to step on to a new one bending in sight.