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   Can't you hear it breaking?
No! It wasn't a glass or anything else!
It was my heart! 
It has broken yet again! 
And now, there is everything I need! 
Except, 
The broken piece of heart
Will it ever come back?

 

Sharing 'everything' with that person,
I let all the weight out of my shoulders!
What did she do?
Even she helped me!
She helped me in  loosing the weight of my heart!
Inspecting all the qualities,
What did I lack?
Or perhaps,  
What did that person do to earn my trust?
Was it a pretense?

 

Now,
I can't see anything beyond the tears which fills my eyes. 
Ah! I wish I had a time machine!
But when it isn't present, 
The Ashes are left behind!
They won't bury itself,
They won't evaporate
They can't be seized
They can't be resolved and so am I!

 

It taught me a lesson I had probably forgotten, 
"DON'T TRUST ANYONE!"
Don't trust anyone other than any people whom you have known in your early years.

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