nandini00
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I miss you in the quiet moments,
when the tears fall unexpectedly, the grief washes over my soul, mourning what’s been taken from me. Like the tide bringing back faithfully what’s been washed away, thoughts of you return time again. My dream; the life I saw myself sharing with you.
Then In the stillness…. The illusion disturbingly shatters again. Edged by the pain…. was it just that… a dream?
A hopeless quest, led by my own foolish heart. To win what was never mine to be. For my love could never be enough, to mend what was underneath.
Not enough to heal what was so deeply wounded. I saw myself in you, a distant version that I recalled. I loved you deeply for who you were and for who you were not. Because I knew you. And I understood.

I stayed patient, continuing to give. Until…. I had nothing left of me.
Just an empty vessel, mirrored back into your face, your look of distaste staring back at me. This…. THIS version of me you didn’t want to see. Yet neither did I ever want to be her or ask to be.
Now all I can do is swallow what is left of my sadness, because my heart is not meant to house the memories of the man who burnt me into ashes. I would have given anything for you my love, all I wanted in return was to be Seen. Held. Kept safe. LOVED.
Now your arms no longer are my safe place. My devotion has no place to land and so my heart bleeds. Seeping…..from the core of me. A memory you will forever be.
I forgive you. I hope you heal.
when the tears fall unexpectedly, the grief washes over my soul, mourning what’s been taken from me. Like the tide bringing back faithfully what’s been washed away, thoughts of you return time again. My dream; the life I saw myself sharing with you.
Then In the stillness…. The illusion disturbingly shatters again. Edged by the pain…. was it just that… a dream?
A hopeless quest, led by my own foolish heart. To win what was never mine to be. For my love could never be enough, to mend what was underneath.
Not enough to heal what was so deeply wounded. I saw myself in you, a distant version that I recalled. I loved you deeply for who you were and for who you were not. Because I knew you. And I understood.

I stayed patient, continuing to give. Until…. I had nothing left of me.
Just an empty vessel, mirrored back into your face, your look of distaste staring back at me. This…. THIS version of me you didn’t want to see. Yet neither did I ever want to be her or ask to be.
Now all I can do is swallow what is left of my sadness, because my heart is not meant to house the memories of the man who burnt me into ashes. I would have given anything for you my love, all I wanted in return was to be Seen. Held. Kept safe. LOVED.
Now your arms no longer are my safe place. My devotion has no place to land and so my heart bleeds. Seeping…..from the core of me. A memory you will forever be.
I forgive you. I hope you heal.