Maybe what happened was something you allowed,
not always willingly, but for the sake of Love.

Yet what happened may not be your fault,
for Loving is never wrong.
But how long ? that is something you may want to ponder upon.

It’s not about how wronged you were,
but it’s time to question how long you chose to survive it?

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Empty home still echoes in your giggle,
The chime of your anklet still drifts through every room.

I remember your sparkling eyes gazing up at me,
Like an angel, fast asleep in my arms, you would be.

Your notorious voice still lingers, loud and clear,
Your innocence and overloaded cuteness I miss, my dear.

Yes, my darling babies, though I may not be near,
But my darling babies, I will always hold you
dear.

My precious little ones, you will remain in my prayers.

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Be so whole and luminous within yourself that not only can nothing dim your light, but also negativity cannot pierce through your shining, vibrant soul.

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When you feel content within yourself, there is no looking further.

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Sometimes you need to be vulnerable with someone.

Sharing itself is healing.

Because when you are sharing, you are not just talking about how you feel, what you think, or why you are low
but you are also recognizing and becoming aware of your inner soul,
which may have been waiting for you to pour it all out and finally hear yourself.

If you are suffering, just talk, open up.
Maybe you've been blaming yourself for all the wrong things,
when in reality, they were things that were done to you.

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How about not draining in pain?
Neither reciting story to the world.
Let’s wove it here in words
and stretch it into rhythm.

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Love makes you sing,
But heartache makes you write.
A bard,
who lost love,
but is still connected to its feel.

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That page from those memories...
They were beautiful.
Lost in each other’s soul,
Ready to fight the world.
Everything felt enchanted.
Everything seemed possible.
So in love, so happy.

No, I’m not going back to the deserted land of you.
But some feelings are worth reminiscing.
Like a flower,
You don’t want to pluck it,
Or wear it, or even desire it...
You just want to sing about its beauty
to the world like a wanderer, describing how
deeply it once stirred your soul.

Yes, today is not the same.
But those tender yesterdays....
They bloom quietly in the corners of my heart.
A soft ache,
A sweet echo,
Of a love that once felt like forever.

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When I questioned My Today,
My Diary showed me exactly why.
You don't just journal,
Sometimes you're manifesting unknowingly.
Preserving answers for a doubtful tomorrow.

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Divorce - Not just a signed silence
but inked fate of your New Dawn.

& when you have finally decided.
It will be piece by piece, slow and steady.
A lot to move on from, A lot to not look back upon.

Clothes, photos — ready to discard,
Bangles and bindi you once adored, are no longer attached.
You sleep well without the cuddle.

With each progressive step, you sigh a fresh breath of air.
Feel reawakened within you.

The Closure Paper of Final Goodbye, will remind you of fake promises and echoes of manipulative words.
& It will only give you strength to release and feel reconnected with yourself.

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