Don't you think it's reckless?
To hook someone and then just anchor away,
And after that only recurring images remain,
In the form of shapeless memories.
Well I can't say, I don't regret.
But most certainly I believe in what happens, happens only for best.
And I've been praising this very idea so long,
That I have lost my way, to the place I must rest.
I needed you and you thought it was a bluff,
You were notorius since you only heard what you thought was useful.
And I got attached to my idea of you.
That made me lose myself everytime I wished to make it true.
And in this whole journey of myself,
I forgot what I wanted to create,
I often dream about the place,
To where we would have been,
If we didn't get lost in between.
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There Was A Feeling
PoetryWhile so many things could've changed, I wanted to decide I'll always be the same. But why is it so difficult? ------- This book is the poetry book with poetries highlighting topics anxiety, depression, self-doubt, heartbreak and many more such fee...
