Shower Thoughts

Late nights, when I am in the shower

I allow my thoughts to wander

Your face returns, my heart surrenders

To your expression at our last encounter.

The one whose eyes enslaved me many moons ago

The hurt within them buried beneath their glow.

You carried me during the darkest days

but even you could not bear the weight.

the chains grew loose from your unperturbed gaze

By the time you noticed, it was too late…

The tears intermingle with water;

when I fled, you did not falter.

 

Our ending need not be explained.

Love lost is but wisdom gained.

 

 

 

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Author: Kalia Attal

I am an aspiring investigative journalist with a single dream: to save the world. It may seem impossible, but I believe knowledge promotes tolerance, and tolerance breeds empathy, kindness, and compassion. Love is the cure for Earth's cancer.

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