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Love is what gives us an infinite courage to move ahead
it gives us the strength beyond our imaginations
it is what we live for
Many of th...
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You don't urge to seek
more from me,
but you are there
whenever I reach out to you,
you talk to everyone
a lot I see,
but only a few words
you got to me
Maybe it's the guilt
that's why you are here,
no other purpose
you had to bear,
wasn't I a good friend
to make you stay ?
or your guilt was enough
to behave this way...
You come and go
like the wind whistling through leaves,
sometimes you are here
and sometimes you are not!
And all this time I hadn't realized,
I was letting you in,
in my heart and my soul
but your words just made
a different boat,
Now that floats
in the guilt you poured...
I'm badly hurt
in the crack of my soul,
my insecurities were resurfacing
and my doubts were showing,
tears burned in my eyes
with a broken heart in my chest
thudding so loudly
I wanted to cry so badly I'd say
but lying there were thousands of shattered
pieces of my soul
that made me realize a thing so bad,
I had no tears left to cry
So I wept silently,
sitting in the dark,
for the lost friend
that might forget me
But his silent whispers
and hushed echoes
were the words he smoothly
embedded in my soul
With a pen in my hand
tears dripping on the scribbled
pages of my diary
I think about him
Oh I think about him...
◾◾◾ A/N : » I was thinking when a purpose of a person to stay changes, how much it affects us.
↠ He no longer wants to stay in your life just because he wishes for it, but it's guilt that's binding him to you, it's guilt that's a cage he isn't able to break free, it's guilt that makes him sit with you and talk to you.
↠ But now all there's left is his guilt as the last thread of friendship left between you both. And when that thread broke, he became free and left...
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