winning or losing
i counted the days
that passed
since the last day
you broke my heart
days felt like weeks
and weeks felt like months
as time slips away
from my fingers
like sand sieving
its way down
in a hourglass
it's an endless loop;
we're all trapped
in a paradox
we don't see
things never change
people still stay the same
our fingers remained pointed
to only each other
what a joke it is
to be playing
in this favourite
blame game of yours
winning and losing
are your main concerns
even if you don't realize
there are no rules
since when did love
become a game
of winning or losing?
since when did love
become a matter
of who's right or who's wrong?
if only i knew
you wanted to win so badly
i would have left the game
to let you savour
your victory.
—to win; is that what you want?
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how the universe works
Poetry"how does the universe work?" you asked me. i paused and thought for a moment. after a while, i decided on the truth. "you can never know. even if you learn it through the pain, you'll still be unable to know how the universe truly works. the univer...
