I couldn't forget the night when you made me cry,
I couldn't even breathe.
You reminded me of autumn,
Made me feel that I was a fallen leaf.
I don't know why I am stressing over one,
Who doesn't even ask me how I am?
I will shoot for the sky with my sorrows,
Whenever I get reminded of you.
If I could ever pretend,
Maybe I could get over you.
And start turning into a beautiful mess,
In false clarity of the World.
By – APARNA SHARMA
π I Understand that I “Make” Other people “cry” because, as a Divorcee my former wife cried; then she divorced me
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Ohhh that was so deep π
Thanks for reading βΊοΈ
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