When..

Those days when nothing seems correct.

When there is so much in your heart

that it unsuccessfully tries breaking the shackles.

When there is so much to say but words fail you.

When there is an eerie silence all around.

When everything is peculiar and nothing soothing.

When the grieving soul finds no console.

When there are no answers for the infinite mushrooming queries.

When you need that “one” cuddle.

When suddenly the past haunts you.

When there is nobody to blame, but yourself.

And all you have is the same empty room with the same old cushion which is witness to the past sobbing episodes.