Its been 3 days 

Living in my own head 

Thinking whether 

I have lived a minute 

In yours. 
Unloving you is hard 

When you smell that good. 

Its hard to learn 

About love 

From you because 

You never loved me. 
You, an ocean of tears 

I, a sinking ship

You wept  

As I drowned. 

I thought you were

The light

My lighthouse 

But you were the storm. 
I am a slave of your guilt 

A courtesy. 

I will be okay 

Because I have to be


In some other life

We are standing

Side by side and

Laughing that, in

Some other life
We are apart. 


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