When love's cruel truth shows its face,
My pained heart is in a lonely dark place,
There lies a truth, sharp and clear,
When love's illusion turns out as fear.
When I learned that she doesn't care,
Though I had poured out my soul to share,
It's a bad part and heights of cruelty,
To accept she’ll not love for this eternity.
It twists my heart, tearing it apart,
Leaves scars and unseen pain during the dark.
But what can I do when faced with this plight?
When love's flame sparkles and fades from sight?
I gathered all my pieces, though shattered in vain,
And held them close, in my silent pain.
All that I cherished of her, with all my might,
Don't always return, despite the fight.
Though tears may flow, and scars may stay,
The rise of self-love lights the new way.
In letting go, there's freedom found,
From the chains of love that once bound.
Though it's painful, though it's tough,
To accept the truth, that's often rough,
In letting go, I have to release,
To pave the path for inner peace.
So, when people show you, they don't love you,
Believe it, accept it, though it cuts through.
For in the journey of letting go,
You'll find the strength to heal and grow.
By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
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