Days of yore

Yes,those were the days!!! We used to talk about constellations, dreams and hopes. I know u ain't a 'look at those stars,tell me how you feel' kinda person now. You may have more important stuffs to take care of. We still talk,we do but i sense that awkwardness, u make me realize I irk you. May be I do but let me be honest you make me unassertive.

I'm  loving the sound of my footsteps moving away from you. It took me decades to find myself, to cherish myself . I will never lose it again, my worth, my self -for I am a Phoenix who burned into ashes to find myself. I clearly owe no apologies for the mess I am. You saw chaos in me,someone someday will treat me like an art.