you said your heart was a whole in three
the two holding the one
you glanced around with teary eyes
the woman your age with her kids
she glanced back at you, her old life flashing before her eyes
whole old, she was once a girl, just like you
you mock a laugh,
it's not only those stories of being twenty
how about the story of being fifty?
you forgot what you needed while
you had everything you wanted
it didn't take much to be human, a woman
if it wasn't for God, you wouldn't have been good
you knew
when the two parts holding the one died,
you thought you'd never find the one
that'd be the two to your one
who'd complete the shape of your heart into whole
those parts you buried in you still existed
you hoped for them to grow back alive
until when reality taught you that fantasy wasn't its thing
time was everything, its power inevitable
you got bored and tired of waiting,
you realised mom and dad weren't perfect
but they were always right
you didn't have it in you to be them
or as those good friends that always did good by you
killed by vibes that never belonged to forever
you dreamed to be someone's forever
while you forgot your own
this coin tossed by loss
the host was the cost
but you lived anyway,
thinking why you never loved yourself
as you lived with yourself
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Nobody Understands
PoetryLike a bird, hatched out the broken shell, with a promised fate yet an unsure one. As its wings bloom with luxury, the wind its companion, the lost treasure its treat, the whole world its vision, the seasons would be its reasons, yet all these freed...