i will always be loaded with a history
that is you
each new relationship i enter
is colored by what we had
and what we lost
especially by what we lost.
there is a corner in my heart that is untidy
it is in that corner
that we set up a stall
and gave away our innocence
for free
we took our time getting bruised
and yet, what's left tastes
mostly sweet.
inside my heart there was a pocket for you
that is not there
it is not there at all
it is missing
it followed you out.
when you left
you tore through the stitches
leaving a hole deep and wide
now everything i put inside
comes tumbling out.
Seasons come and go I suppose :(
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herunjel bhayanak, tara atti ramailo pani. man paryo.
ReplyDeleteI read your writing and I always want to say how much I love it but i'm not skilled enough to write anything witty or deep.
ReplyDeleteAll I can say is i identify with this line "i will always be loaded with a history
that is you"
And i think i held my breath while i read the rest of the lines... As usual your writing made me feel something. I like it.
thank you amanda. i am glad to know the poem resonated with you.
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