《The Sleepless Nights!》The beautiful us❤️
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Hey listen!
Remember we fought the day we met,
How you were all cool and i was the one to fret!
I didn't even notice when did i start stealing glances at you,
Maybe because i was always on guard, but you made me mad at you.
It took just a few days for you to enter my very private circle ,
My reluctance to accept my feelings for you was the only hurdle.
Books, snacks and scoldings became the things we soon shared,
The feelings i had for you was the only thing spared.
My friends poked me tell you my heart ,
That was the day my downfall was about to start.
Naive i was & thought u also felt the same,
You told me you had a broken heart etched with just one name.
My eyes teared when the name was not mine,
Painful it was to fall on the ground from cloud nine.
I blamed you for entering my heart and giving me the sign,
That i could be yours and you could be mine.
As Human nature it is to play the blame game,
My insides burnt in the horrendous flame of shame.
Your face contorted, when you saw my tears, in concern,
The hand you put on my shoulder made my heart churn.
Then you came up with the "brilliant" idea to be friends forever,
You said that you never wanted to lose me ever.
I wonder how could you lose me when i was never yours in the first place,
But my shattered heart saw it as silver lining to find solace.
Months passed we became so close ,
And when i was neck deep in your love , that moment you chose.
The dazzling news that you had fallen in love again had made my ears rang,
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The fact that the name was again not mine, my logical cerebrum sang.
That was the last nail in the coffin ,for i couldn't do this to myself anymore,
It was like waves of love just touching and teasing my shore.
Mocking me for my foolishness, my tears flooded my cheeks,
I planned my own heartbreak, the thick blood in my veins reeks.
It took me long enough to put myself piece by piece back on course,
Insomnia and self loathing was the not the most difficult part,
Rather my own false perceptions were my heftiest remorse.
Years have passed , still your reminder puts my amygdala on a fuss ,
But this time i chided myself and pushed behind in my mind the beautiful us❤️! Yes the beautiful us!!!!🌺
Glossary:: Cerebrum: the logical and controlling part of our brain.
Amygdala : the emotional part of our brain.
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