my brothers always hated seeing the trees lose colour,
and so when the leaves started falling,
as if on cue,
he left the four gray walls once and for all.
my favourite teacher resigned in march, yet i waited for her to correct my pronunciation just one last time, and even though she didn’t, the things she taught me, the things she thought were in vain, will always remain. in june, my best friend moved to another continent, and i learnt that distance does not break bonds, it simply loosens the light ones, and strengthens the right ones, the ones which keep us sane the ones which always remain. two months later, my ex girlfriend changed jobs and the sky cried with me, but we could never lose what we had, nor could we grow out of the beauty of being in love, for even if there are wrinkles on my face and she forgets my name, in that beauty, we will always remain. my brother always hated seeing the trees lose colour, and so when the leaves started falling, as if on cue, he left the four grey walls once and for all, and although we called once a month, i slept in his room every other night, because in the things they leave behind, our memories, be those of joy, be those of pain always manage to remain. it's christmas now and no one is home, yet love seems to be in the air, because even if a screen, is the closest we can be, it’s enough for me, so darling, here’s to our loved ones, wherever they may be.