Love, we were meant to fall apart…
Didn’t you read what the scribes etched for us
In those wretched manuscripts?
Didn’t you see what was right in front of you
While I wasted away?
I had always believed that I had shattered you,
Always wondered how I had damaged you.
And now, look at me…
My unresponsive body is bleeding out
Within the very four walls I called home.
My unblemished skin is getting branded
With the scars of anguish and sorrow.
My heart which once bristled with crimson
Is now turning frail and cold.
I can’t seem to feel us anymore.
I can’t seem to breathe… anymore.
I can’t seem to go on shrouded within this putrid body
I’m sorry if I hurt you
But I’m hurting so much more.
The world just doesn’t seem to realize
That pain isn’t a consequence of tragedy,
It is an ingredient of love.
– Rubani Kaur
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