Marriage is more or less
A game in my eyes ,
Where we die a thousand deaths ,
Beaten brutally many times
That we can't count them .
In hopes that we would win it someday .
But like games we don't survive the game with chicken roles .
We die in real life with a heavy heart ,
too many scares which are far from beautiful,
unshed tears , unspoken words and a yearning for the game to end
but like an addict ,
we live those intoxicating games ,
not burning our lungs , liver or kidney ,
We burn our very soul ,
Till we become just a set of bones .
AND WHAT WE LEAVE IS NOT THE HIGHEST SCORE ,
but the talk you give to your children ,
That it is okay , it's going to be okay ......
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Dear Deception
Short StoryGetting deceived was never my choice but I knew it would happen anyway , so I choose you to break my heart . I'm happy that you broke me because I've loved you . It doesn't matter you didn't, deception tasted sweet when it came from you . So , the...
