When you think you're alone and the only one to mourn,
When the words that roll off your tongue make no sense.
That's when you find him.
Expecting the unexpected and impossible, you fall for him.
But falling didn't make any sense until you found yourself broken again,
Not by him, but into him.
That's when you want to believe all the lies,
And forget everything else but him.
Only to find him broken too.

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The Midnight Abyss
Poetry(HIGHEST RANKING IN POETRY - #35 ; as on 4th April'17) A perfect blend of serenity and solace, all taking the shape of a freelance poetry. The beautiful journeys of the roads not yet discovered, heartbreaks, newly found love, the highs, the lows, r...