My Catastrophic Love

I tried to be a part of someone else's existence,

And realized I had lost mine..

Striving to fix a vulnerable soul,

a broken heart,

I attenuated the rythm of my own heartbeat...

I was on the voyage of acquired his love,

But it turned into a pilgrimage not self-rediscovery..

Midst making him learn my worth

I shattered it into pieces...

During my constant efforts

of bringing summer to his frozen world,

I didn't realize I was drowning

in the flood of my self-created sorrow..

His love was like an autumn tree,

slowly shedding it's leaves.

While he grew more thorns for me,

I had forgotten to sing my own blues..

Now that he has she'd the leaves of my true love,

I am picking them up from the ground

like the shards of identity.

Slowly, healing

smiling again and

being able to love myself

like I loved him .