Gauravonomics Diary

Sometimes, the only way
To be whole again
Is to allow yourself
To break down a little.

I told you that you completed me
But you wouldn’t believe me.
Will you believe me now if I tell you
That I am incomplete without you?

I first broke you into two,
Then neglected you for months,
Before ‘breaking’ you again,
In a Wordpress upgrade that went wrong.

To add insult to injury,
I have a second mistress now,
In addition to my first;
Between them, they almost own me.

But you remain my first love,
Dear Diary, and I often think of
The headiness I felt when
I first fell in love with you.

In short, I miss you much,
Even yearn for you at times.
So, if you let me, I’ll try
To make it up to you.

You’ll be my muse and
I’ll write once more, woo you
With poem, story, or essay;
If you let me, that is.