I believe in karma.
When he left me,
I could only think
how I deserved it.
How I had left someone else
just like that.
How they stayed there
as the world collapsed around them.
That's how it felt—
like I was frozen
while everyone else kept moving,
as if nothing had just ended.
I understood then
that karma was real.
That I couldn't move on
from the pain I had caused
without feeling it too.
But if that's true,
it means my debt has been paid.
And maybe now
I can start again.
Maybe now
I can love
without karma
hunting me down.
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|POEMS| The untold words...
Poetry|I never told you And you will never know The secrets the stars whispered to me That night under the moon| Cover credits to: @LeroyGraphics
