I see now that it was all in vain,
To love, as I loved you
To Inevitably fall short of
Your expectations
Causing pain I never intended
It's a viscous cycle, my sweet
One we cannot be on forever
So, I'll kiss you goodbye
And hope we never meet–
Not even in our dreams.
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Window pain
PoetryThis book is but a humble attempt at encapsulating life and all its flavours. It is an ode to the sad days and melancholy nights. For grief that stays alive even after years have passed. Musings of longings and dreams of escape. And a protest agai...
