Happiest was my love, ‘cos it hurts me the most.
I wish to be born like you, to live and bury the past.
I gave you my words and you let them fly free,
For you never needed them to be kept forever..
I loved my heart, I loved my words, I loved my promises
Though all these three are never wanted anymore
A bruised heart needs some distant time to heal
Till another set of memories lash to open fresh wounds
My soul took the shape of the vessel you offered.
Drained since HE desired, to become one with ‘HIM’