I didn't realize when and how it went. It was too sudden, too fast. Sometime later the pain set in. And then it hit me that its gone...
I run my finger over the nail... hoping for it to be a continuous line like before... my heart breaks to feel the abrupt ending. It was a beautiful nail. It was manicured just hours ago.
It still hurts... I run my tongue over it relishing the void and soothing the pain. I have no choice but to cut it and start over again... or maybe I could keep it and mourn its loss a little longer?
It will be back soon, I know... My manicured hand will be complete again...soon. I wait longingly for that day... I wait longingly for you...
2 comments:
imagine if it were a toe nail. one that gets cut vertically through the centre. funny pain it be...even a fly can make you feel its might. and the nail never grows back-a weird thick tissue germinates and you get to choose if you want to keep it or nip it at its bud...
:| .... yes.... we became good friends discussing ur toe, i remember... aak
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