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Ananya Rutuparna

Fantasy

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Ananya Rutuparna

Fantasy

It kills me within.

It kills me within.

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Why is it so hard to let you go?
You broke me in ways I didn't know were possible,
Yet here I am, still thinking of you.

I made a solemn promise to my dearest Kanha,
That I wouldn't reach out, I wouldn't text you.
So why is it impossible to evict you
From my heart, my mind, my soul?

​With every person I dated, I thought, "This is it."
I called it love, I called it fate.
But I didn't realize; how could it be love?
When my heart was already yours. Always yours.

​My heart has never cried this loud.
My heart has never craved this deep.
My heart has never ached this hard.
The emptiness is deafening without you.
I have never waited so eagerly just to hear a voice.

It kills me from within.
                                                                                  


विषय का मूल्यांकन करें
लॉग इन

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