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Too Much Love

 I have been too much in love, to see the sorrow it hides.. I have seen pain, while love grows insane, I have cried all night, when all I wanted was to end the fight..   I have been too much in love, to see the lack of depth inside.. I have seen smiles, that don’t mean anything, I have seen teardrops, that fall and deny, I have seen broken pieces, scattered everywhere, when all I wanted was someone to hold me together..   I have been too much in love, to ignore the poison that kills one side.. I have slept through open eyes.. waiting on responses, I have kept withholding the lies.. sitting at the table for hours, I have seen myself vanquishing, trying to fit into a dress I will never wear.. when all I wanted was someone to stop treating me as a spare..   I have been too much in love, look at how obsessive this all sounds.. I hope when you read it, you still find me around.. amidst empty cups dusting a shelf, with a picture frame, of us still looking at each other.. ...

Drenched

Sitting right at the center of the road..
As her sleeves wiped tears..
Soaking wet was her face getting cold.
Feets all tied up..
Though wanting to ride way..
Looked at the dazzled water puddle..
Trying to cuddle it’s way..
Falling apart were her memories..
Turbulent endless stories.
Heart broken..
Unspoken..
Voices utter…
Drenched as wet paper..
Picking up which..
What remains is soggy tatter..
Folded..
As she scolded..
Doesn’t matter..
Good thing that has ended..

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