Her ears were drowned in his heart’s thumping.
And in a matter of seconds,
she fell in love
with the way her loneliness
evaporated in his chest.
Leaving her beautiful soul
to love him eternally.
On his deathbed, he found
the one thing he always desired for,
You just wanted attention.
The cravings you had during that phase were fake.
And now I know that your motherhood is fake too.
All along the time, you were just pretending.
From inside you were just waiting.
Waiting for me to grow up and give you
the freedom you always wanted.
Yeah I know it hurts.
It hurts tremendously to call the person who gave you birth,
a bad mother.
“I swiped right to someone after hard
screening of profiles, just because her bio
said she’s a bibliophile.
I was eager to find out why a girl who
reads, in short is a nerd, is on a dating app.
But then, we matched.
I knew we had to.
Our love bloomed from then.”
First page of our wedding invitation.
I think we are not unique.
We are like others,
People nowadays always try to be different, do different. But they never think of being free. Free of society and the invisible pressure it puts on their tiny shoulders. Just for once, aim for freedom.
You thought dropping a text after six
months of no contact would be fine.
You thought he would jump out of his wits
after seeing your name flashing on his screen.
You thought you will win him back.
But did you thought of the last time
when you ditched him with so cruelty.
This time, he acted smarter.
He didn’t lick up your feet.
He didn’t follow you this time.
He didn’t let you break his heart down to pieces, again.
Rain all over, droplets taking starry formations, mistaking it all for a starry night.
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