Love Learn Yearn
Every time you blink, a whirlpool of mistrust is created in your eyes
Already overflowing with little oceans of despair.
Although you knew the inevitable would happen, you can’t help but agonise.
Caught in a web of questions, you don’t think any of this is fair.
You delve deep into what went wrong ?
“What was the problem? Was I not good? Was I that easy?”
You look around and wonder where you actually belong.
Those words of love seem idiotic and cheesy.
You want to talk, you want to shout.
You’ve been let down and you’ve been let go.
Suddenly what started out as little now grows into a big doubt
“What more do I not know ?”
You scrutinise every incident that happened to date,
You can’t help but notice the bliss felt in those moments.
You keep cursing this terrible game of fate.
You seek solitude but your friends come up with words of solace.
Someday soon this will be a long lost affair,
A memory that you’ll consciously try to avoid.
Even if it’s brought up, you won’t flinch but you’ll bear.
You’ll remember the last words, a charred souvenir!
Raghavendra B S