PAIN OF MEMORIES
Blurry and watery, my eyes flooded with tears. I could see my reflection in a mirror,ocean of grief flowing down my cheeks.

My instincts are telling me to stop remembering him. I am slapping myself harder so that I stop crying for him.

It's been 2 years 11 months and 6days now. Why am I even keeping a count? Past should be a lesson,this is what I say to my students

What would they think of me if they found me like this. I want to stand, but my joints...