It’s ecstatic to be in true love. A feeling that makes you feel your soul combining with a person you never knew, your heart starts feeling and not just pumping blood. And when the other half leaves you one day, you are left with a half-broken soul that wants to collapse and rest in peace.
A moment that drags you out of you and you feel empty, hollow. We are taught to love and to be loved, we are never told how to deal with damaged innocent soul because that’s what life is meant to teach us.
One such moment makes you prioritize yourself and play with life. Rumination about yourself makes you feel your breath. One thing that never leaves you is the memories, the precious moments spent with love, care and affection. And they block your brain from making new ones.
When I got a chance to bid adieu that half soul, the broken soul wanted to say this:
I think about you constantly;
I feel you eternally.
The flashbacks on the screen of my heart;
The swears we had in our cart.
That touch of your eyes on my skin;
Was more than a peck on my chin.
The spoiled desire of being your “bummy”;
Make the half soul lonely.
I wonder who I would be if you were here;
Maybe more pampered and queerer.
Time is supposed to heal all wounds;
Yet a part of the soul has drowned.
Memories are like mountains;
Still and in pain.
Let the distance remain at rest;
Both have a life at it’s best
Sometimes, love is not making memories and being together, it’s something that makes you explore you first and believe in yourself.
SELF-LOVE is much more than true love.
Wanna share your feelings, I’m all ears….
