“ Grief lets you indulge in it, so that it can feed itself. ”
How is the duration of a relationship relative to what those involved in it feel?
~ Sreesha Divakaran
Let's live a lie for today.You’ll spin talesand pretend to love me.And I'll smile, you’ll not realize it’s fakeThen I’ll pretendyour pretensions don’t cause me pain.
And what part of me will beginTo forget you first; the suddenPains that shoot to my bruised palmsAs I think of you in the cover of the dark,Or the invisible handClutching at my heart, as it knocks against its savage cage,Or my still swollen lipsAs they remember the touch of your gentle fingertips?
Erupting like fiery autumn leaves between silksas skin meets skinflames that lick everythingand consume all there is.
