It closed for best

It was beautiful
The time that we had
I cherish each moment
Even your scent
The joy of union
Doing art.
Every prance, each laughter
Our world from rest
Apart.
We closed the book
The next chapter
Had a risky start.
Or who knows
For it died
The spirit between
Feeling alive.
No, the connection
That is still there
Or so I believe.
But am tired
Of carrying this weight.
This doing of fate.
And I think
It closed for best.
For how else
Would it have been
Differently
Same like rest.
But that was unique
What we had.
Now that it is no more
It fails to seem
Like something to be had.
In absence it was present
Until I decided
To relax.
To let those Barbies
Of my childhood
Be inside
A closed shelf.
With this I dab
the last amber
And put the bud
With respect
Deep into the
Layers of time
A golden ball
Now to accept.
And move on
To the life ahead.
The one with new
Sunrise new
Sunset!
- Surbhi Rohera