musingsiresist

[musingsiresist]

do you pause to

feel winter breeze on

Your nose?

do you pause to

soak your face

in sun?

[musingsiresist]

[musingsiresist]

i knew art is curse

when on days

i find muse in

my pain

form words through

lump in my throat

craft my wounds

handpick memories

make it poetic enough

then i display

while I'm devastated

like art, like art

[musingsiresist]

I'm glad that loving you, made me realise my ability to love someone so passionately, desperately, insanely but

yk what i lost?

In the process of overanalyzing what went wrong that u couldn't love me back with same intensity.

I missed on people who made me feel loved, who made me realise how it feels to be passionately, desperately, insanely loved.

It's a shame, i put loving u over feeling loved myself.

Undervaluing what was meant to be cherished is my irreparable loss.

[musingsiresist]

I'm made of love & grief

maybe grief a little more

I've always whispered it

like it's something

people shouldn't know

we keep hiding tears

until we drown

it's tragic

how we can't

sulk as we

can smile.