#FallenAngels
She used to believe in fairies,
Now she sees the fallen angels .
( a breakup poem hope you liked it- this one was a quick write )
I fall in love everyday
Everyday my soul battles
It fights the battles of love
Everyday is a new day
But with the same old memories
But with new dreams
I may not change my past
We can’t change our hearts
Even as they beat with dried blood
Even telepathy couldn’t connect as our souls still do
In the bodies of friends
And minds of strangers
But you told me what love was.
But you never showed me what it was.
A sacrifice . A battle in which we don’t win by killing the other
We would kill for one another
Even death didn’t care.
Even Eros’ arrow dripped in blood,
To see the Psyche in war with love,
But our love wasn’t like Eros and psyche’s
Our ‘love’ was of mine and yours.
We weren’t meant to be eternal
We weren’t meant to be forever
We weren’t meant to fight one another
We weren’t meant to be.
Or were we meant to be?
Or did I care enough ?
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