Sunday, 14 December 2014

anatomy



how do you know that you truly love someone?

when that person breaks your heart and leaves you to mend it yourself
and still,
still...
you can't hate them.

...

time and circumstance have taught me
that when you love someone, you have to set them free.
they were never yours to have.
borrowed, maybe, if you are lucky.

beware
you will break again
when they find love elsewhere.
and the nature of love
remains letting go.
loving from afar, unknown;
such a sweet torture.
thoughts given
are never returned.

this is what it feels like
to love with a closed heart.
tightly clutching the remaining pieces
while chasing after the ones you've lost.

trying to hold myself together
but what do i own?
these splintered pieces
are too unsightly for show.

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