The Melancholy

What is a heart made of?

 

A heart is made of memories.

 

Mothballs of memories.

 

Ashes of memories.

 

Teardrops of memories.

 

Salt poles. Points of no returns. Keep trudging on and if you get lucky maybe it will rain when you cry.

 

Strain your eyesight and there is nobody. That comes out of the end of a tunnel is not light. It’s another tunnel.

 

Essence of life dawned on in a rainy day.