u n r e q u i t e d

does
unrequited love
feel
like a dagger
through the heart,
with your own
hand
twisting
and turning it,
to find the depths
of pain
that you could
put yourself through,
just
to be
loved back
by another?

twisting
and turning
endlessly
till the red
is a dried maroon
and the heart
is forever
a dead stone.

—————–

Vidur
06July17

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Author: vidur sahdev

Living life...as it comes!

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