Published Jun 7, 2021
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Deceptive Love

Published Jun 7, 2021
2 mins read
451 words

I miss him.

His touch, his smell, his presence, his essence of taste,

The firm grip of his hands on my waist.

The way he pulled me close to his chest.

The way he laid his head on my lap to rest,

But love keeps us apart. 

Always.

It's taken away with a heavy price to pay.

I met him on an unusual day, 

A perfect time for rain and storm to sway.

We had met through a friend,

A shy guy who just wanted to run away.

Rain.

It has its discreet reasons to fall.

For some to cry, for some to joy,

It just falls,

I fell as well.

I was unlucky that day, 

To let myself drown in his beautiful smile.

I was prey to his captivating eyes.

He stole my heart the why he shied.

From stolen glances and cheeky smiles,

To exchanging numbers and saying goodbyes.

He texted me the next day,

And I gave away the attitude that a guy should obey.

We met on a planned date the following day,

Cant describe in words what it felt like to be his bae.

The only person who had ever confessed his feelings to me,

I cherished every moment in glee.

All the while dreaming for us to be

A soulmate I always wished someone for me.

Late-night calls to morning messages.

Nothing could keep him apart from me.

The moment I was in his sight,

All he wanted was to hug me tight.

He never left me alone to cry,

He was always by my side.

But, 

I never needed love. 

A soulmate was a dream for an 18-year-old girl.

I was infatuated with the attention he gave,

Cause I was fighting my  fears.

 I quarreled with my heart and mind,

And how I supposedly thought so,

The brain is always right.

I had never experienced love with such warmth and intimacy,

Is this how it's supposed to be?

But nothing lasts forever, and there's always the third guy.

He obliterated me from his memory.

The destruction that made us fall out of love,

A love that meant the world to me,

Coerced me to fall on my knee,

They say it right.

Love is a mess,

It can make you or either break you.

It is false.

Love always is the result of the broken pieces of the heart.

It's a true story that killed me inside out.

It gets dismissed by the guy you love,

People often get greedy when they have enough.

Love is redundant to them if they find it somewhere else.

Follow me up to know how the love becomes deceit. Hope you guys liked it.

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sumitsing 6/8/21, 4:54 AM
Very nice blog ๐Ÿ‘well written ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘ I Am A " LEVEL 1, SEEKER"
abi.t.kiran 10/25/23, 10:25 AM
Love is painful

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