November 11, 2024

1
Comments
It was betrayal. I am still recovering from it. Depending on who uttered the story, I could be the vicious villian or your very self. I might never acknowledge your narrative. I could throw a tantrum raining parades of insult. I may weep infuriated by my abstinence. You know, you know very well that I donot like a person for who they are. I like a person for who I am when I am with them. Thus, I spend years with you because you pulled me from the chaos of what ruins the world. I think I mirrored you in that aspect. However, two summers ago, I felt a gaping grudge in our precious interaction. No amount of poems, no number of rhymes, no cradles of affection, no creams of discourse, and no lengths of endearment could tear the crimes of my weariness. I begged you not to vandalise our string, I begged you. But you did it again, so I ask you again, how can I stay ? How can I? 


Never again
L
Leaena
Nov 10, 2024 · 24 views

Comments (1)

Sign in to leave a comment.

L
LeaenaNov 10, 2024

I am more broken than I was when my actual passion decided to leave. Because in my future, you were always there. Because you understood me in a way no one ever could. Leaving you feels like a mistake on some days. Like I was too harsh on you. Like we could mindlessly talk for hours about that line that resonated with us. I don't know how you are and it scares me to think you are alone. That maybe you are hurting yourself. Maybe, this was a mistake and i might regret it one day. You were always there. You were meant to be here on days like this. I feel like you might be screaming at me sometime because I left you. it was me who chose to walk away, but why am I so hurt. I was building resentment towards you, I can harbor that towards the world but i cannot dare to do it to you.

"Empathy is about finding echoes of another person in yourself."

— Mohsin Hamid