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Loving me is like loving heartbreaks, because that's what I'm made of. I carry my heart on my sleeves, and my soul dies to run in your direction, but I'm too scared of what loving you might do to me. You see, my heart protests against love, but also dies for it.
Page No. 92
With you, I was drowning
and catching for breath
as you laughed at me—
always closer to death than life.
Without you, I'm the entire ocean, brimming with endless life.
Page No. 93
I've bettered the art of leaving people, but I'm yet to learn how to take my heart with me.
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You serve your heart to them on a platter once again, hoping they've changed, but the only thing that changes is the way they choose to crush your heart. The method changes, but the pain remains.
Page No. 95
It's going to rain tomorrow, my mom says, and it definitely rains the next day. Ma is good at predicting who is going to break my heart, too. But I am always too in love to listen.
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PoetryWriter ~ Rithvik Singh For my mother , My heart is a flower at your feet . Thank you for being the only person who always loves me , even at my worst [ Page No. 3 ] This book will make you feel too many things , all at once just like life does so...
