J's Musings

                       By Janhavi B.

I sit on my couch,

And stare at it,

I lay on my bed,

And regret it;

The New York Skyline,

For whom I left so many people,

The New York Skyline,

Where I gave up on us,

Only for my future,

Today as I exist in it,

I regret that no,

For the shoes I bought today,

Probably weren’t worth the price,

I look at it now,

And wonder, why and how,

Does that New York Skyline,

Not make me nauseous,

Despite being a reminder of all I left behind;

Tomorrow I shall forget,

All the regrets,

I feel as this drunken mess,

But I shall still remember,

All I happily sacrificed,

For this New York Skyline,

That probably wasn’t worth the price…