She Still Stays by Sushama PV
She sits in her balcony with a cup of coffee that she just brewed,
feeling the warmth of the cup, she thinks:
The warmth once I felt,
now turned into a storm.
The love I cherished
makes me void,
the void that kills me.
I still stay waiting,
Hoping for change?
So foolish of me, I know.
Love only changes the one,
who truly wants to keep.
Love only changes the one
who understands the silence
and wants to cherish you the
way you do.
Or else it changes nothing,
but gives pain that tears
and emptiness that haunts.
The thought of walking away
haunts me.
Every word he says breaks,
breaks me.
Every touch feels like a thorn,
as it only feels the body, not the soul.
But can’t let go.
My heart feels for him.
It can’t stop loving yet.
It can’t stop caring yet.
It can’t stop wanting yet.
And then once it stops,
it won’t beat again.
It won’t cry again.
It won’t feel again.
It will become only an organ
to keep me alive
for the rest of my life.”