[]Goodbyes[]
Lying on the bed
Thinking about us while adjusting the blanket
Why I let you see my imperfections covered with white linen
Won't say it was out of lust
But your continued silence made me brood over the obvious
Now that you've decided to make your way out
I won't say a word for I ought to realise
It was me who was pricked
Doing the same things innumerable times
And then ending up in a gruesome fight
Making up for mistakes by blurting out those unfathomable lies
My body though was in your realm but soul was wandering elsewhere
Just like, infatuation is God's way of telling
Love is always short lived.
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