Pain does not always come
wearing red flags.
Sometimes it comes as longing.
Like a spark that burns too fast
and leaves only ashes behind.
She touched my deepest wounds,
like a mirror showing me
the parts of myself
that still needed healing.
Every part of my body
wanted to run toward her.
But I slowly understood
that healing is not found
in chasing chaos.
What I felt for her was real,
but true love is not a performance.
Not a puzzle
and not a prize to win
by shrinking myself.
I wanted to become someone
who could truly receive her love.
Real love is not dull,
It is peaceful.
I wanted to become a better person,
someone who could receive her love
without fear
without feeling it is too much,
not enough
or about to disappear.
By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
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