UNSPILLED

Last September,  I made some memories  Sugar-coated, just some happy memories And here I am, keeping them safe, in this treasure box. Maybe I won't have you till my last breath, Or if you will stand beside my grave, No matter what will be happening next, But I still remember, and I still treasure, And here I am, keeping it safe, in this treasure box. To every place we spent those sunsets together, I just have a huge smile when I walk by. Looking up the stars again, And here I am, keeping the memories safe, in this treasure box. Our universe might just have 'crossed', Some in these Polaroids, And some in my poems. And here I am, keeping our 'OLD US' safe, in this treasure box. ~ Shreshtha Verma