You never knew, how many times you made me cry! Nothing unusual, just my perpetual sigh! After all the disputes and dramatic fights It's the plausibility, I saw in your eyes! We've been both carnal and frigid, Tired of your conceal grid. I forfeited the urge to descry you Not to waste anymore ephemeral dew. You may or may not knew That you were "THE RANSOM OF THE RUPTURED SHREW"!
He sat next to her Looking at how she reacts At the pack of snack That he bought her. She smirked and asked, "Why are you lookin' at me like that?" "Just wondering How that small pack of chips Can bring this huge smile on your face" "Do you wanna know?" She asked him crunching one. He nodded yes with the same amusement. She started saying with a giggle, "I love all the flavors of BINGO, Just like how I love all the sides of you! I love the red color the most But not more than how much I love your presence around me! I love the purple one a s much as I love your morning texts! I love the green one as much as I love your lips on my skin! I love the black ones as much as I love your smell in my dress!" He couldn't take his eyes off her As she continued munching another chip "I love the orange one more but your eyes behind the specs most! I love the Nachos as much as I love your voice! I do like Mad Angles so much, Just like how ...
We've been longing for a closure Knowing it would change nothing for sure. Still we longed to get one From all the events and people Who made us wail and weep At times left us with no tears. We know we'll never get one. It's because they never knew The depth of the wounds Their actions have caused They made us believe that Happiness is the scariest thing to be And once we are We've so much to loose! They seem to be an angel now Genuinely they do put efforts, But eyes sees them as devil in disguise! Whenever a neck piece is worn Neck remembers the ligatures and nooses! Tears would be at the ridge of falling But would pass a moment Because they are part of our life And we are supposed to live With them and the devastations they've caused Even without their closures We are healing our wounds Me and my inner child By just forgiving ourselves For being too hard on each other And trying to forgive them too But we are not forgetting any! ...
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