To My Man:

I see him broken,
I see defeat in his eyes, the after war token.

All the pride that once he had in me,
Has vanished like sand slipping from my hands and nothing to see.

He is frustrated, but all he can do is act manly,
Everyone can moan and cry over it, but he won't act sadly.

And now, completely shattered is his soul,
Reason is me, but I just stand like a pole.

So many mistakes I have done,
I am ashamed of myself, inner me asking "Is apologizing fun?"

I am not even able to remember the good things I have done for him,
They are none or I can't see any, the lights have become dim.

Blunder is done now, and I didn't see it coming,
Something so angelic, yet is so cunning.

This is an ocean of mistakes I have dived in,
 I am trying but something is pushing me away from the win.

Time can only help me get out of this trap,
But spice can't be missing from life, so lets start with a new world and a new map.

                                                                                                                           

        -Pranati❤💫





 

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