“Some nights, I miss you, but I’ve stopped wanting you”, I said.
He looks at me in confusion, not expecting the words that came out of my mouth. “What do you mean by that?” “It means that the need to be connected to you has gone. Just like your affection for me, the moment we broke up.” He moves as if to protest, and I raise my hand. He falls silent. “It’s okay, I don’t resent you for that. People fall in love, people fall out of it. The world moves on.” My voice trembles a little. “You just don’t expect it to happen to you.” I look at his face, the curves of which I know better than my own. He should seem familiar, but he doesn’t. It’s like I’m looking into the eyes of someone I’ve never met before, someone whose eyes just seem distant.
He doesn’t understand. “I was so emotionally dependent on you, that I just couldn’t of functioning without you. You were my crutch, my support, God knows I threw all my troubles at you, and you were always there to catch them. But now you’re not. And that broke my heart into pieces. But I’m better now. The only one I’m dependent on is myself.” I got up and turn away, hoping my tears don’t betray me. Because despite everything that happened between the two of us, he was my first love, my best friend. “Thanks for breaking my heart. It taught me things I didn’t know about myself – especially the fact that i’m a self sufficient person who deserves the world. Not someone who makes her believe like she isn’t a star in her own right.” #writingdoodle#selflove#rant#prose#spilledink#spilledthoughts#love#heartbreak#writersofig#writersofinstagram#tumblr
I am desperate for love
To love and be loved back
No holding back
Through flaws and through differences
Through strifes and through happiness
Through pepper dem and through salt bae
Sadly I’ve been watching
Too many Korean and Indian movies
And probably digested
too many fairytale stories as a child
True love seldom exist
Love with no abandon does not exist
Always and forever does not exist
At least not anymore ...
We have been formatted
To seeing picture perfect weddings
To seeing beautiful family dinners
Or well rehearsed couple social or political appearances
As the real deal
Whereas they struggle with their internal affairs ...
So many couples live together out of habits
So many have settled for the next best thing to love
And they settle quite well ...
In a world of picture perfect
PDAs and social media madness
Loves intentions are well masked like the faces
beneath those expensive make ups and masculine beards ...
This is not to say true love don’t exist
But it is like a rare gem
We all search for it
But very few do find it
And when you do find it
Protect each other’s with your life
For you could search the universe
And you’d never see another
Hence you settle for the next best thing
“Compromise and comfort”
And love to you becomes an Ice castle
Frozen and attractive
But never a place to call home
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You and I -
All of us,
Are like these
Beautiful thorny roses.
They wish to
pluck the plush petals;
Soul soothes with Fragrance of little petals.
Nobody cares to touch the thorns.
Finger pains with Prick of tiny thorns
That's how every rose slowly dies with each of its falling petals.