GENRE: Hope, Hurt, Philosophical, Relationships, Love, Nature
WATER! by Sinjini Sengupta
Here – I lend myself again. Here – I let myself vulnerable. Here – I offer myself to you.
To be used!
You like it; it is the way you wanted it.
I like it too, at first.
I don’t let myself think what comes next.
Because, I know that all too well already.
No, it won’t change.
But then, who can stop me from thinking it would,
At least this one time?
And then, it comes. As it was always meant to do.
My wounds open, my heart bleed, my lungs feel gripped. I let you rip me off. My inside, my whole.
I break. I split into pieces, tiny and then tinier.
Here, I lose myself. Again.
And then, I see myself – in pieces so futile that no one notices. I can’t recognize myself.
In fact, it’s perhaps…
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