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                         Break Up's

Break up !

I've never had one,

Don't look at me like that not like I've never been in love.

I have but I never quite started to reach that point of break up,

But , It hurts I know , it does, it hurts a lot,

Well ,

They were in love mad for each other,

Making each other laugh midst the chaos,

The busy streets felt like empty country roads to them filled with flowers,

Which they could pick and give to one another,

Well one of them would pick those flowers with love and one them suddenly saw the busy streets and could no longer see the country roads filled with flowers.

One them stood there with love and that flower and one of them couldn't see it anymore.

Maybe that is why they broke up.

One them was ready with their wings in set position to fly while one of them stood there with no wings helpless ,

Maybe that is why they broke up.

One of them could look at the moon for hours and would try tracing the stars

While one of them just would call other one Lunatic because they find seas better then stars and the moon,

Maybe that's why they broke up,

One of them looked at life from the left and said it was perfect

While one of them looked at it from the right and said it was perfect,

Maybe that is why they broke up ,

They were in love mad for each other they would say ,

I will never leave you I promise you and one of them said it as words whereas one of them meant it ,

Maybe that is why they broke up.

Look when two people break up,

One of them says the words ‘ break up ‘ and this time also means it ,

While one of them stays mum still mad in love,

Into the flashback when one of them when said ‘I will never leave you’,

Couldn't and still sometimes can't leave the other one.

While one of them has said the exact words to new person,

One them is still waiting to know , ‘where did they go ? the words that they meant.

One of them just made promises and one of them meant it ,

And maybe that is why they broke up ,

One of them still feels the hurt and still carries the burden of the other one.

While the one of them has already forgotten the language they spoke and doesn’t care about were did the words go.

Honestly I feel glad for one them who made the promise and meant it ,

And I am sorry for one of them who said and did not mean a thing,

One of them lost gold,

One of them lost something they never had,

And maybe that is why they were meant to break apart,

And maybe that's why they broke up .

                                                    

                                                       - Sejal 

 

 

 

 

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