melancholy

I See Fragments of You in Me

Artwork by Andrijana Ristovska

On some days I find myself buried under the debris of our story,
Hurt, bleeding with the weight of emotions that once took my breath away.
On other days, I find myself burning like dying embers under the cold winter sky,
My body covered in the ashes of our lies.

On some days I see myself as everyone sees me,
Strong headed, bold and effortless
And then I see my reflection in the mirror,
Fragile and vulnerable, just the way you left me.

I see fragments of you in me, sometimes.
Laughing over things that cannot be mended.
Abusing myself for letting our love slip away,
I see fragments of you in me.

Some days I find myself tending to a heart so broken, a soul so shattered, a body so tired, that I wish I could undo everything we did, take back every word spoken, burn down every memory we have of us,

And disappear into the darkness, right where we found each other.

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Poem by Shubhi Trivedi

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