That moment was like a book. A book that I kept in | English Poetry

That moment was like a book. A book that I kept inside a shelf and forgot for years and let it wither in silence without knowing its magic and how strong that magic can get with time. I opened that shelf one day and found that book again. I pulled it out and held it in my hands. As soon as I did that, it burst into a thousand pieces and fell all around me. Before I could touch any of those pieces, each piece turned into a withered book that had burst a moment before. I couldn't dare to pick or move any of those books again with the fear of creating countless more pieces of it. But without picking or moving those books, I would never escape that room. ©Akshay Vasu The withered book #akshayvasu #heartbreak #memories