Day #6

I think we are all addicted to pain

The rush, the anger, sorrow, it drives us insane

The way it starts is always ironic
The way we felt so happy and loved that very morning

The way our hearts beat, so loud, almost ultra sonic 

The way we start talking and somehow reach that topic

The way we both think that we are right
The way our chests feel so tight

The way we want this to work, so we try with all our might

The way you say something mean, just a slight

The way we have our very last fight

The way you leave me in tears
The way my ears replay the sound of your retreating car gears

The way this becomes one of my greatest fears

The way I grieve
The way I realise, that it’s okay, they always leave…


Ps. Shimla is so beautiful…


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