STILL

I crossed your street today,
feeling the same aura
but this time
the warmth changed.
Felt quite cold, like your heart.

Your smell still remains in me,
on that yellow dress of mine;
when-
you hugged me for the last
placing your favourite sip of wine.

These eyes still tear up today,
as I've framed the day in my brain;
those moments and those lost efforts
those secrets and those promises.

You're not hypocritic, I guess-
but it's me who 'still' pretends
not to love you.

©the_poetic_diaries

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The most underrated trait of healing is
making people smile. Like, I feel so
special when you laugh your heart out
and I'm the reason.

©the_poetic_diaries

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She: You give me fireflies.

He: Tf! What?

She: You light up my everything in all darkest times.

He: You're drunk babe.

She: I'm high on you. Yuuuhhhhhhuu!!

#shortlovetale

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SWITCHED

She took the wheel this time,
I sat beside her, just gazing.
Midway, she stopped;
pulling me out of the car.
Beneath the stars, by the sea
she knelt with a ring—confessing.
As a man, tears welled up,
for this love had never been offered
even in the realm of dreaming.

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even if a thousand efforts
are put together
it would mean nothing now
as I was isolated,
foolishly
when needed a shoulder
to cry on.

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A DATE I WANT WITH ME

A date I want with me
is a date under the stars
beneath the pallid moon
infront of 'the Iron Lady'
as it shines.

Some red velvet on my plate;
a Champagne or a Scotch beside
indeed just to get buzzed.
Favourite playlist ear-splitting-
out of my Range Rover
and, and...
the day is made!

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A house overlooking the greens;
I want to sit with my person
beside the chimney
on a rainy winter night
sipping some Scotch
and talk of our memories.
About our hardships
about our plans
that was efficacious;
about how our life changed
and that,
and that

we healed.

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Patient love,
is fine-
like that sheer wine

getting better
and better
and better
with time.

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Choose where you put your energy.
Time is the proof that even the closest one betray.

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She: You can be anything but not as lucky as me.

He: Why so?

She: Because I have you. My best!

#shortlovetale

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