Scrambled

Three short poems about loving too much, and loving wrongly:

I.

Her collapsed-self rebuilds itself

A little every day

Around the bright smiles

On the faces of the people

She keeps falling apart for

Only to collapse all over again.

II.

She had been putting herself

Into the pies she bakes,

And every time someone

Refuses to take a bite,

A part of her dies.

III.

If you are forced to put

Your heart into things

You do not want to do,

Those things shall get done,

But in the long run

Neither love shall prevail

Nor shall you!

©Aaysid

“The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.”
Ernest Hemingway

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