Me, Her and Fate

I wanted to admire,

to smile and laugh with her.

I wanted her to feel safe with me,

that's the intimacy that I craved.

I fell in love with a version of her,

that no longer exists in reality.

It only existed in my hopes,

and the illusions of my mind.

The wound of her made me kneel

as my whole self collapsed.

After her, I prayed to gods

to take my desire to be loved.

Now even her silence is becoming louder,

tearing my veins and reaching my soul.

We grew only to be apart,

instead of togetherness

I am not sure where I will reach,

after loving and suffering for her.

But her face could light up my heaven,

and even my hell.

I wished to receive more

than what fate has written for me.

So fate took her away ,

leaving me here to suffer.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

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