Parallel Lines.

"No honey, we aren’t parallel lines. We crash together in the most destructive passion and when we meet, it always ends with a broken heart. Always my broken heart. So no. We are anything but parallel lines. We are not the same."

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Contradictions.

My life has been a series of contradictions. Every time I think I can't do it, I do. Every time I think yes, it is the end, it's not. Every time I try to hold myself back, I fail. Every time I try not to stumble on your stupid lies, I trip. Every time I try not to fall for those soft brown eyes, crooked smile and faint acne around your nose, I fall. I fall hard. It's so hard not to. I hold myself back from what I yearn because I know, that when you abandon me and I crash on the floor, with shudders running up and down my body, shaking me apart and I give my 100 per cent not to let the pieces of my heart scatter at your feet. I know that you won't be the who helps me to stop shuddering and sweep all those pieces. For I know this much that, I am alone.
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To love is to destroy.

If your love is my impending destruction, then it is also the cure.
And I'm ready to be destroyed a hundredth-fold, to come at your doorstep for a tenth-fold of your love. 

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Forever.

So many times in our life, some moments leave us uncertain.
With absolutely no answers.
So many little touches, whispers, caresses and words. And of course, the imprint on our soul too.
 There are some people, who when leave you, it just hurts. You remember them. You cherish the memories.
 But then, there are some people who when go away, it destroys you. . You were so, so dependent on their existence in your life. They were your life.
Then BAM!
You 're not with them anymore.
It freaking aches.
Your insides turn and your legs turn into jelly. It tears you apart, the mere thought that you're never gonna touch them, never gonna hear them say your name again.
 Their essence is gone from your life. It's never a good feeling.
They're good as dead. But you don't want it to be that way.
You want them to stay forever.

I know, forever is a misconception.
Nothing lasts forever.

But I thought we would.

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Apathetic.

No.
I swear, he isn't normal.
He's more than that.
Like a cool and chilling soda, that hasn't gone flat.
Colorful is his soul, his faith isn't in a leap.
He relies on his strength.
He's never weak.

Erratic are her eyes.
The darkness she holds inside is bound to go berserk.
She holds on to this world
only for the longing in her heart;
That she will find a place, where her life will start.

Apathetic and selfish, they say, are
the teenager of our gen.
For people don't see the wildness in their mind as they lift
a world worth of pain.

Pressure, pressure!
It's too much to bear.
As you ask, they say, why do you even care?
Step into their shoes, and you will see,
Care and Love is all they'll ever need.
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Agony.

She'll never get used to your embrace.
She'll never get used to your tides.
She'll never be enough of what you want.
She'll never be able to roll the dice.
Her love, it consumes her, but never burns out.
Like a never ending fuel, it's clean and without a doubt.
You and your electric soul, they consume her. But it's only your love which will excuse her. From this constant agony which has enclosed her.
You may love her or not, you may want to want her or not.
But she's the one who would happily sell a piece of her soul for a minute fragment of your thoughts.

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Gone.

He's gone.
The moment your mind registers this, your heart does a back flip.You actually laugh at the words.
How the hell can that happen?
He isn't like that.But the expression on his face tells a different story.
He's gone, girl. He is not the the same anymore.Your mind screams at you but your heart yells in defense.

"You cannot end this. Not like this."

His face wears an expression of guilt. A tear escapes his eye and rolls down.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry"
He's crying now. The whole story pours out. All about the arguments, the fights.. everything.
 He cannot do this.No! Not to me! Your heart tells me but your mind knows the truth.As he makes his way towards the exit, he turns back , at you.
"I hope we still are friends. Best friends. Just like we used to be."
"Yeah. Like we used to be."
As his lean silhouette gets veered from your sight, the reality of the situation smacks you down, on your knees.
The tapestry, you both wove with your love and trust, was torn down by him.

Destroyed.

There was nothing you can do.
Move on.Your heart and your mind say simultaneously.

Keep Dreaming!