Wednesday, March 25, 2026

My Anger Was My Love


Her energy lingers around me,
even after she walked away.
Her name has become my favorite song,
one I hum without knowing.

In a world that performs to win hearts,
I was only trying to be honest and real.
Her memories feel like a deep breath,
whenever my heart is in chaos, they soothe.

Even is she couldn't walk this journey,
her memories still accompany me.
It's a lifelong journey,
and she walks beside me through every high and low.

She was never just a fleeting feeling,
moments with her refuse to fade with time.
It's something deeper than words can capture,
a bond that keeps me from ever feeling alone.

I chose her every single day,
even on the days when it wasn't easy.
I'm madly crazily, deeply in love with her
nothing in this world can change that.

All the anger she ever saw was once love,
which I gave without holding back,
Even when my heart was wounded,
I stayed… I loved… I hoped…

And maybe she never saw it,
That every harsh word i spoke
a heart that wasn’t ready to lose her.

By
**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.

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