The Burden of My Pain

Leaving her would have been easier,

but I told myself love must fight,

Love must be patient,

love must forgive.

So I forgave when I shouldn't have.

I believed even when my heart warned me.

And in the end, the hardest truth was,

the way she treated me.

I realized the love I gave so honestly

was taken for granted.

Something beautiful in me died,

became a quiet memory filled with regret.

Not because loving deeply was wrong.

but because I gave that love

to someone who never truly knew

how to hold it.

Not a loud pain, not anger,

just a gentle reminder

to protect the parts of myself

I once gave away too easily.

Now there is only pain inside my heart,

which slowly became a burden,

and I still try to save my love

for the one who will truly see it.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

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