Touché
Could you touche and excite
the buds & petals of me,
which starves in hunger
since quite long ! ?
Numb have gone, me;
from the inside
since your last touché.-
CLICHÉD LoVe.
Things we do for Love.
Aren't they contradicting to Love?
The terms that are so clichéd like, "moving on" or "forgetting" or "letting go".
Why bro? Don't you know the tales of clichéd love?
The one that goes till the white flowers are laid on you?
Moving on, from Love? It ain't a city to just pass by.
Forgetting Love? Aint an answer you crammed up.
And the best, "Letting go of Love", forgetting you were never holding it, it was always the other way round.
Well
All that goes for the true "Love".
Other loves can surely and obviously carry on.-
She is grieving; every relationship is unique as it touches the core of human existence. It is elemental that presence has to always pass through the experiencer. But she has a choice with her to endorse absence.
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