Tag Archives: Heartache

How to Read a Love Story

In my quest to exorcise the thoughts of my beloved from my mind, I started some months ago to read all the books that he raved about. I thought that once I finished them all, I will finish with him … Continue reading

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Afflicted

Love songs make me cry Now that I learned the language Spoken in the heart.

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Trying to Heal My Heart

It is over a year now since I first met my beloved, and I now admit that I have initially underestimated the depth and resilience of my feelings. The last post I wrote took a while to compose, I wanted … Continue reading

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This Furtive Love

Tell me to get lost. Say you’re fed up , and mean it! Teach your eyes to lie.   Don’t love me mutely, I can handle rejection, Not this furtive love.  

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My New Companion

I am with the pain It holds me like a lover then bleeds from my eyes.

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Your Meditation Or Mine?

Things you said you liked: The touch of Damascus steel; Sand between your toes. Sensual, I thought. But now I use senses too, to temper the pain.

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Meditation Fails

While minding my breath Meditating before sleep Heartbeat calls your name.

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Not My Other Half .. But All of Me

I always wondered what would happen if one day I crossed paths with my beloved by chance. I got my answer yesterday. When it happened, I immediately counted the days of my failed experiment at forgetting about him. In the … Continue reading

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Walking Away from Love

When it comes to love, it is either given or returned. It is neither forced upon someone, nor taken. It can be perhaps learned, and practiced, and willed into existence like a forgotten habit. It can also wither and die … Continue reading

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And I do Forget Sometimes

And I do forget sometimes, about you. In the space between one breath and the next. As if I exhale you on one, to breathe you in on the other. And I speak with all other men, desperately trying to ignite … Continue reading

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