You were like a perfume, I knew you would fade away in thin air, yet I was lured by your sweet fragrance. You were like a rose, I knew you would wound me with the thorns of unrequited love, yet I was awed by the beautiful ideation of us. You were the sun, & I…
We met after what it felt like a lifetime. I came running to you carrying months of pain & excitement, & the hug feels unrequited. You then put your hands on my cheeks, but your fingertips felt cold & numb, just like winter cold January. That very moment, my cheeks became pale, I lost all…
It’s strange I couldn’t hide even a laugh at inappropriate times and it’s 20 years now that I have kept you hidden, safely, like a treasure in the depths of my soul. A story I couldn’t finish. A treasure I couldn’t spend. © Kinjal Jain
love hurts sometimes
Poetry in everything.
My love is different and I choose to see what others don’t.