Loss

Some losses are so personal and deep that time can rarely heal them. All you can do is to let the time alleviate that pain. Writing about that loss brings different closure. All your life, you want to avoid that loss, but when it happens, you can just look at it with helplessness. You can’t do much about it, but face and cry. The tears are not enough at times. Words can’t describe the pain. The depressing dark days of winter can’t cover every wound.

You just sit there and contemplate on that loss. At times, there are “What ifs”, but there are no answers. Even if there are answers, nothing changes. The life is so adamant at times that all your might is useless. Your beliefs, your values – they all vanish in that moment.