Lately

Lately, I've changed the ink in my pen.

But that didn't stop me from writing about you again. I wanted to erase you from the pages of my life. But how do you remove ink from paper or the dreams of being husband and wife? I might struggle to make the frame fit. My hands might tremble when I think about not being able to make a commitment. My feet have become light enough to evade you like a plague. Whenever someone asks me about you, I always answer as if I am about to be beaten with a cane. Holding on to hope that the quick, I don't know, slipping from my tongue will hide the flush in my cheeks caused by the mere mention of your name . But how could they know that you were the reason for my pain? If love is a game, we have everything to lose and as much to gain. Ever since you stole my heart, I've never been the same. I've been feeling under the weather. Lately, I have begun to accept that without you, life would be dull. After each conversation with you, I would feel wonderful! That's why it was so difficult to swallow my pride when I had to pick up the pieces of my heart, shattered by my lover. Infatuated by the version of you that I romanticized, I didn't realize you were a heartbreaker. All this time, I was the prey, falling in love with the predator. You were so good at being a pretender. And I kept convincing myself that if I loved you more, we would get better. Lately, I've realized I was a fool not to know it would never be enough. So this is what it feels like to get bombed in love. You'd adorned me in affection as if I were a bride being unveiled on her wedding night. My mind knew this was wrong, but my heart said that our connection felt just right! Like a nation at war, you cut off my supply. Addicted to your touch, I craved the atomic energy you fed me. I went crazy from hunger. My silence became my shield as our separation only made my heart fonder. Lately, I've discovered that I'm not afraid to lose you. I'm just scared that being with you means losing myself. If you won't love me, I will. Lately, I heard the angels whisper to me: "If you love someone, you don't push them down the hill."

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