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Unsaid Thank You!

Unsaid Thank You! I think I never thanked you enough- For the silence… For the lessons stitched into the ache.. You taught me how to kneel in trust.. Then vanish before I could wake… You held my heart like fleeting rain.. Soft palms that never meant to stay… And now I cradle what’s remained.. A sky half-lit, a love gone grey… Wondering still; was I too much? Or not enough to make you stay? You broke my heart without a touch.. And walked so quietly away… But here’s my thank you, soft and true.. For showing me what not to be… I lost you, Yes… And.. I finally remembered me…
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Confused!

You say you love her and you say you like me You give her flowers and choose to tell me instead- think! You say that she hates you and you say you miss me You choose to keep her in your thoughts more than me- think! You narrated me your sweet love story, spoke for hours about her and you destined our story with a little note that left me confused- think! You told that you chose her as your queen and after all what she did to you, you pick me as your unseen lover- think! I have feelings too I can be hurt too It is not that I am available candidly I am here because I chose to stay and I love you even if you don't.
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The fear of want

This fear began in me when I knew that she is the only one who can love me back as I do- Oh! I want her This fear began in me when I wrote to her and she had unseen tears which only I saw- Oh! I want her This fear began in me when she said I love you too with her smile which only I heard- Oh! I want her This fear began in me when I was driving her home, she kissed me on my forehead instead of my lips- Oh! I want her This fear began in me when she held my hand and cared while crossing the street- Oh! I want her This fear began in me when she looked at me and laughed at my mistakes than yelling back at me- Oh! I want her This fear began in me when she gave me flowers and made me feel special- Oh! I want her This fear began in me when I saw her laugh her heart out and she was like a free bird who gave me wings- Oh! I want her This fear began when I had tears in my eyes when she waved a sweet goodbye and see you soon- Oh! I want her It is a feeling mixed of muddle and ardour- The fear of w...
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You said you loved me I trusted you  You said you hated me I trusted you  I trusted you! You swore you can never love any other person again ..I trusted you You claimed you can find someone better than me..I trusted you I trusted you! You said I can never hurt you ..I trusted you  You said you were hurt by my actions..I trusted you I trusted you! You said you cannot imagine a future without me.. I trusted you You declared you can live a happy life without me..I trusted you I trusted you! I forgot I had a choice too and instead I kept trusting you!
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Let Them & Let Go

What ever it takes to finish one life .. it’s all taken and made into something that no storms can match ..  Then..it’s me who told myself for the first time that it’s OK..it’s ok.. If you are hurt and it’s not something new that you are encountering ..  let things take time ..  let them not understand you..  let them enjoy the moment of hurting you .. let them keep your peace for their well being .. let them use this energy for themselves .. let them live this moment .. You are watching them entangling in their own ego.. You are done explaining .. You are done watching your sore eyes the next day .. You are done asking for time .. You are done seeing them cheating on you .. You are not hurt this time but you are at peace because it doesn’t bother you anymore!
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Still..She Waits!

  She sat by the window..dusk in her hair.. A laugh in the silence that wasn’t quite there… The teacup she held was chipped at the rim.. Much like her heart that was once full, now dim… He came with the storm..eyes wild with fire… Spoke sugar-laced lies, sang songs of desire… He danced through her soul..leaving petals and pain… And vanished like thunder..But left behind rain… “He’s just lost”..she whispers..day after day.. “He’s coming back soon… he just lost his way.”… The neighbours all mutter..they pity her gaze… For she speaks to the shadows and counts down the days… She stitched him a sweater he’ll never wear.. Placed roses for him on the empty chair… Cooked two plates of dinner.. lit candles and sighed… And laughed like a ghost that had already died… He sleeps in the arms of another; they say.. While she hums him to sleep from a thousand miles away… But mad though she seems..her faith never bends… She still calls him her lover..her someday and her end… So! she waits in the da...
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