You probably think I'm insane, my love,
but it's alright.
I feel as if I'm losing it, too.
At the midst of an ocean, drowning with a crippled smile breathing on my face, me.
That's how I'm losing myself.
Banging my head against the mirror to chase the illusionary reflection, you.
That's how I'm losing you,
even though I don't wish to.
YOU ARE READING
The Untold Stories.
Short Story// The Untold Stories. \\ " We're about the books we read, and the poems we love." - Kritika Banerjee. A collection of paragraphs, nanotales, poetry and thoughts from my journey. Highest Rank - #78 in short stories on 29/6/17 ...
