“Last Everything” – Nayana Nair

There are bouts of tears,
phone calls,
consolation, advice,
and it ends.

The river stops
and flows again.

There are missed calls, busy tone,
letters never penned,
the sky
that didn’t shatter like glass.

The river stops
and flows again.

There is me,
there is you,
there are our days together
and the days we will never have.

Nothing ends
even if I break.
The river stops
and flows again,
even if I lose
my last breath,
my last love to it.

13 Comments

  1. efge63 says:

    Very well written Νyana!!!!!! Have a nice day!!!

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Glad you liked it dear πŸ™‚ Thank you πŸ™‚
      Have an awesome day ahead πŸ™‚

      1. efge63 says:

        ❀ ❀ Thank you!!!

  2. Beautiful. β€οΈπŸ¦‹πŸŒ€

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thank you πŸ™‚ ❀️

  3. joyroses13 says:

    I can feel the emotion!

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Means a lot to hear that 😊 Thank you 😊

      1. joyroses13 says:

        You are very welcome! Thank you for sharing it.

  4. Jina Bazzar says:

    that was beautiful and touching.

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Glad that you liked it 😊
      Thank you 😊

  5. Woebegone but Hopeful says:

    A very moving evocation of the confusion in relationships

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Glad you liked it πŸ™‚
      Thank you πŸ™‚ πŸ˜€

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