Strangers. Friends. Lovers. Friends. Strangers. That's just how it goes everytime. Keep on telling yourself that you two are anomalies & no one loved like both of you did, but that didn't come out true, did it? So, what was the truth? It was temporary. It was just another chapter from your life. Like the wind, we can't get a hold of it no matter what happens & still, we embrace it that much to the point of it becoming something authentic. All of it was a lie. The words, the looks, the feels. They were all just a work of fiction. But it was your favourite lie, yet it had the atrocious truth behind it. But there was also another truth to it. We didn't have any person at random, it was specific. You had one who cared for you just like your parents do. You had one who wouldn't prefer themselves over you. You had one who saw the lie when you stopped believing the truth. Push them. Push them away. Make them a friend, no, a stranger. You did try afterall. To return to your normal, but it became something else. Ignorance. Silent treatment. Fake laughs, fake talks, fake all. But it's the normal, you got used to it, don't worry about it. It became a daily routine. You can't be that ideal picture you always dreamt you two would be. Now the picture tells nothing but tragedy, agitation and irritation. So don't go look for something that you don't have, but embrace one that you have already acquired. Don't change it, just take it in. It's the ending of your past & beginning of what's coming next so, get used to the truth behind the lie.
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Post Emotions
PoetryPour your emotions into something instead of someone. You'll find something to relate to and have relief in here. Afterall, all shattered hearts are the same. Grief has come to an end, thoughts has come to an end.
