The lost earring
Last week, I lost one of my earrings.
“Your face looks so different now.” everyone told me.
I had worn it for years and never took it off. I was afraid I might lose it.
And then one day, last week, it was gone.
I couldn’t look for it because of my teary eyes.
“This was supposed to happen someday.” they consoled me.
I cannot imagine replacing it with something else.
Because nothing else would ever feel better.
I had it along all busy days, fun nights, happy and sad times.
“Nothing is forever. Someday you’ll even forget about it” they said.
I didn’t cry, didn’t know what to say, didn’t know what to do.
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Would I still have it, if I had been more careful?
And though I have many other earrings, necklaces, and wrist laces.
Would this emptiness ever fill?
“This is something you have to live with” they told me.
Did that earring know how much I loved it?
That I had never imagined the day I would have to let go of it?
Will I ever feel whole again?
What if it wants me to find it again? Does it feel lost?
Where did it even go… will I ever get to see it again?
Is she okay?
“I hope she’s at peace now.” I told myself.
For you.
Samreen.
