Bittersweet

I shed tears for the loss of a chance at happiness.

But I forgot that it was never mine, to begin with.

I sigh as he leaves

Cover Photo by Prabhath Narapareddy

But I’m secretly glad of that as well.

He moves from flower to flower like a slow breeze.

But even as I wait expectantly

I know I was never a flower.

I look up at every sound, hoping that it is him and not silly me.

But it is always someone else, never him.

He smiles, and I forget my carefully built walls.

But I know I have to build them again and again.

He asks, and I give, but never get back.

He speaks, and I forget my thoughts.

But never do I find them again

His eyes find mine

But his heart never will...

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Credits

This poem was written by Manognya Bethapudi and photographed by Prabhath Narapareddy.

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