Sunday, October 01, 2017


By Sunaina Patnaik at Sunday, October 01, 2017
I've wasted far too many tears on
someone like you,
who refused to see the daylight in
my eyes,
who refused to shine even when
there were no storms
in the sight,
look at my arms,
my neck,
and perhaps my heart,
you've left far too many scars,
but after all these scars and bruises,
I still let you devour me in full,
see the problem is,
there will always be far too many tears and
far too many scars,
and we'll learn to call them far too many
when we shouldn't,
see the problem is, we still call them our
when they just aren't.



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