Friday 20 March 2015

Broken Up

Curled up in bed,
Pillow wet, night cold,
Cried all night,
Strongest person in the morning!

You're no longer my cure,
This feeling is like,
A plane crashing.
One day, I hope, you wake up to find,
I was worth the fight.
I hope.

That special place you had,
Terrifies me now.
I hope we never stay broken up.


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2 comments:

  1. Anonymous21 March 2015 at 02:32

    This is so beautiful, Aayesha. Love every word:)
    Do have a look at this post:
    http://vishal-newkidontheblock.blogspot.com/2015/03/nirbhayas-re-visited-udwin-leslee-video.html

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    1. Aayesha S Hakim21 March 2015 at 03:32

      Thank you so much, Vishal :)
      Off to your post :D

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