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He♥️

Hundred times this heart breaks, with his one ignorance.

Hundred of my wounds heal, on his single attention.

♥️……..love for you breathes in me I know it,

When I can still feel your embrace in my palms………♥️

Those were yesterday my dreams,

That are today my wounds.

Through the path of eyes ,who reached my heart.

That guest becomes a ruler.

The plants I planted, become trees n’ dry up.

But ,the wounds you gave me don’t heal up.

To live without love. .is to be a soul, robbed of life.

I don’t miss the stranger you’ve become.

But I miss the friend you used to be.

It was never real

We both just wanted it so badly to be.

Am the love of a blind man ,who doesn’t knows the beauty or the ugliness.

Am the love of the tasteless ,who drinks slow poison as wine.

In such a way my sorrow was related to your joy ,…

That your smile was reflecting in my tears.