To all the love stories that
could only last for minutes
I see where you're coming from
when you go for separation
instead of staying in something that wouldn't last
I get the urge to protect your heart
For something to be so fleeting,
It must be filled with passion
So intense that it burns out faster than others
I believe it is love even if it lasts for minutes
I believe you when you say that it still took a while for it to go away
Love is like water
Even if you soak in it for moments
It'll always take a while for it to dry off
Even if it was short lived
It still counts as romance
Even when they tell you it's not.

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Yes I know you love the city lights
The Ferris wheel, the carnivals
The opportunities that come
with being a city person
I know you love the hustle
for it reminds you of being alive
But I already am.
I find peace with muddy feet in the countryside
I'd rather cook with the music of the larks
I'd rather look at the ripples of a brook
That seem no less than art
That's what makes us so different
Your love for the edge and mine,
for nature's symphony
That's the reason we're now apart
Even after all that time
Because I found out that
opposites attract
But they do just for a while.

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There are some lines that you can cross easily, but to come back from what's beyond is impossible.

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Just because I'm broken
Doesn't mean I am unloved
Sometimes love can't protect you
From the bruises of the world
But what it does is to heal you
Put together the pieces of your broken heart
Undoing the damage someone else has caused
I suppose this is how it works
A company for your tears and smiles
Without counting the cuts on your heart
Love, is just there
A presence around you
As you go through life.

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Old Soul

Trapped in this body, I am a ghost
It is unsettling
Always explaining things you know
Telling the stories behind them when you don't
Want to talk about it anymore.
It's exhausting to see new faces everyday
Seeing it all, the naiviety, the pain you sensed was coming their way
The potential, the helplessness
Prejudice and privilege.
And all you get is disapproval
The eyes that tell you that you don't belong
You're not welcomed because you're just wrong and undesired
And in fact, too strong
For them to shatter
You take off alone
And you're the vagabond
Thoughts don't blend with their minds
Your face doesn't go with the usual masks
Maybe they've got it all wrong
They don't know what questions to ask
They are terrified of what they might hear
Of what they've always known
Of things that's hurt them the most
I guess that's why
No one really likes an old soul.

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"The kind of love one should seek?" they asked. "Self love" I replied.

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Safe choices never make a statement.

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You were supposed to be a fling.
A charm that wears off with time.
A shadow that disappears with a blink.
Maybe a note, abruptly left in the morning
but not a carefully woven rhyme.
You were supposed to leave,
leaving behind a scent of smiles
Oh! But you stayed
like a pink stain on my lips
after they'd been scrupulously rinsed.
Like that thin part of the page that has been torn.
Or the fragrance left in a cloth that has been worn
You were meant to be an autumn,
that'd only leave fallen leaves behind
Not a box of memories
to reminisce over a lifetime.
You weren't supposed to stay, you weren't.
But who am I to say;
you never did follow a pattern?

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To My Unrequited Love

I want you to vanish and not haunt
me ever again
No footsteps to be heard in my
dreams or memories
Freedom from the fear that I may still
be longing for the mirage of yours
for I've done it long enough to still
remember how addictive you can be
Old insecurities still wake me up at
nights
But I laugh at the fear of losing you
when you are never meant to be mine
I want you to leave and never haunt
me again
For you don't get to visit after inflicting
that much pain.

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It wasn't you I adored so much,
your shadow is what I fell in love with,
plain, black and unembellished,
not at all like the sparkly words you
spoke,
the tempting future you promised.
I mistook your shadow to be you,
unaware of the virtue you never had
all you had was a blinding light
with the sweetest words to deceive me.

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