You were a mountain, 

I was a shallow fountain laying low. 

I could sustain you if only I had the same heights as you! 

But, you know Adrian, 

Just like Sun and Moon cannot coexist in the same axis, 

Mountain and Plane land cannot compete! 

Now, I have accumulated a length of patience to gain your height. 

I understand what you’ve been carrying all along.

The weight of high standards and memories of losing the precious. 

I have had also a fair share of losses. 

I have seen lives lost, 

Torn, 

Gone astray, 

I have seen lives stuck,

Stuck in ambition, greed, pain and regrets. 

To sustain a mountain like bond, 

One has to be mountainous. 

You didn’t lower me to a flat land. 

I rose.

I rose high. 

Higher, like an eagle, to understand how lonely it feels to carry the weight of the heights! 

©® Farheen Akter Bhuian Nancy 

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