Though she gave up on love,
She feels so meaningless,
She blamed the fake tingles that surges right through her body when she falls in love all over again,
That feeling of someone staying by her side, wiping away her tears,
Making her beautiful as worth as to be in portrait,
Someone who hugs all her pains far away,
No one seems to realise she became too trapped to gain her wings again,
The taste of love and peace at the tips of her tongue,
The once open mind is now closed,
The once full sparkled eyes are empty,
And the once lively person she was, has become lifeless now.
Thinking about the days, she danced in mischiefs,
Playing games with strangers to make them less dangerous,
Teaching them to smile widely,
But everything she taught, has become meaningless to her because she could not teach herself,
How to love her broken and destroyed pieces.
