It started with a cry.
You saw me.
I saw you—
like we were meant for each other.
We spoke.
We laughed.
We smiled.
We lied.
And made it all look like love.
I stayed—
but you never asked me to.
You stayed—
but only when it was easy.
We sat beside each other like friends,
but deep down,
we were enemies pretending peace.
You broke me—
but I was the one who handed you the hammer.
And when it all ended,
it ended with a cry.
Just like it began.
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Author:
Shivansh (
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- Published: July 20th, 2025 03:07
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 16
- Users favorite of this poem: sorenbarrett, Fränz Müller
Comments4
Poetically beautiful, realistically tragic, emotionally painful. Very nicely written and a fave
Thank you for your insight sorenbarret
I really appreciate it.
My pleasure
The tale of many a so called love story, emotional and very real write, beautifully written
Thanks a lot poetic license.
It will motivate me to write more like this.
You are very welcome
Love it
Quite powerful! A fave! Well done.
I appreciate you loved it.
Thank you Fränz.
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