Backseat
Giggling sitting behind her dad ,holding balloons to the
sky through the window and sharing the laughter with mom,
friends singing loudly with crackling voices ,throwing jibes at
each other for being sometimes stupid and crackhead,
enjoying the drive with best fluffy buddy
man has always known and loved as its own,
sitting beautifully in white looking outside the limo
wiping the tears of joy ,sad and little fear
with anticiaption of bright future ahead with her man,
reminiscing the lovely moments with her beloved family
whom she is going to miss immensely with a promise
made in her heart that she will be always there for them,
leaning on the shoulder with wounded heart in pieces,
holding on to the hope,which is all that is left,
that everything will be fine and your are let free,
but will it be ?,when my feelings have taken a backseat?
PS:written on 10/9/23 and finished on 12/9/23
Kindly share your views and opinions.i would love to know your thoughts,
Not entirely but some portion got inspired from a character in a series,though i couldnt finish it.
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