Category : Poems

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Spending the most time alone,
  I understood who I really am...

   I left everything behind 
  Like I didn't care...
   Even though I cried. 

You will never be mine, 
  And it feels like a release. 
 Since we don't talk anymore, 
 My heart, in relation to you, 
   Has become mute.

I talked enough about you,
   Things seemed too good to be true.
  I returned to my loneliness
   And made peace with it. Living it.