Old soul and young heart. It's like a 60 year old granny living inside the body of a 17 year old.
We all fall in love for at least once in our lifetime. For some it's a blessing while for some it becomes a lesson.
Some feel like they're on top of the world while some might drown with rocks tied to their feet. Why?
'Cause it's not that easy to hide your feelings when all they are getting is even stronger.
So here's the story of a girl, who fell in love with a guy but sadly the odds were against them so she had to hide it and keep hurting him, in the form of a poem.
We call it Narrative poetry.
Based on my imaginations.
He came in like a little rain
After a while, it was like a storm
And when she started feeling his pain
He went, as he got tired of her form
It was real for sure
He waited for a whole damn year
Never got a sign from her, still so pure
But he never knew, she had a fear
He started losing his mind
But she couldn't even blame him
He was already an aggressive kind
Probably couldn't stand the light so dim
He said she's too much
"And now he forgot who she is"
But still he looks at her like she's nonesuch
With same freakin look of his
She used to spend hours and hours
Blaming herself for letting him go
But it wasn't her fault, it was their's
He never tried and decided to just go
It was over even before it began
And that's what makes it more complicated
He was driving her insane
She started to feel like she's intoxicated
There was a dilemma in her head
To chase him or forget him
She couldn't come out of her bed
And he always looked so grim
She started to think he hates her
Because she was getting avoided
But in his mind, he was respecting her
He thought he's probably not voided
She couldn't stop her habit of daydreaming
She knew she'll end up being hurt
He couldn't hear, she was silently screaming
He wasn't aware, she was slowly getting inert
After months of secretly crying
She finally made herself believe
All of this doesn't worth any trying
And she's not gonna be the one to grieve
She made her dreams her first priority
There was no one left who could engross
She started feeling proud of her inferiority
And stopped saying it was her loss
She started living her life
He was finally at the back of her mind
But he came out of nowhere, just for a strife ?
She couldn't go back to whom she left behind
After two years of staying away
He finally confessed his love by a text
She tried to explain but he took it otherway
She tried but failed to understand the context
She didn't know how it happened
How she got him so offended ?
Again he left her abandoned
And again he failed to see, she just pretended
It all started with him
Because she was so busy dreaming
He started to like her every whim
But she couldn't see the love gleaming
They were fire and water
He thought she was innocent
But forgot she's also a daughter
He probably wasn't aware of the imminent
He went like he never loved her
But again she couldn't believe it
His memories were finally getting blur
As she never liked the idea to quit
Now she's again that fascinating dreamer
Who has courage to turn it in reality
Now she's again that captivating schemer
And just loves the company of her books and a cup of tea
She realized its just her nature
To love everyone unconditionally
Seeing good in everyone, is one of her best feature
Now, she won't let anyone affect her personally
She's stronger than ever
She survived a hurricane alone
She'll not tame the wolf inside her
Now it's time to become what she have always known
The more you hide it
The more stronger it gets
— Anonymous
So that was it. Hope you liked it and here I'd like to share something which is very personal to me.
You'll understand if you're broken and helpless.
And especially if you're a girl, I know how it feels.
So first thing is, you'll be alright. NO MATTER what it is, nothing has more control and power than you.
And whatever happens, happens for a reason. Don't let it convince you otherwise. Don't fall in the trap of the demons living inside your head.
You can beat them.
It may not be your time, but when it WILL be your time you'll break free.
© 2018 Diksha Shakya
Comments
Diksha Shakya (author) from India on November 11, 2018:
Thankyou so much Mark. Took me long enough to see your comment 'cause life went a little rough and I didn't use hubpages. But hey! Thanks a lot and yes inner strength is so so important :)
Mark Tulin from Palm Springs, California on November 01, 2018:
Totally agree. Inner strength is so important.
