I took my rusted pen, my useless words
and tried to write something beautiful for you.
Words filled with my love,
words that tasted
like all your favorite forgotten dreams.
But I found myself tracing
the only words on your skin.
I ended up rewriting your sorrow.
I ended becoming the face of your fears.
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This is so powerful and beautifully penned, Nayana. 💜
Glad that you liked it 😊
Thanks a lot 😊😁
My pleasure. 💜
‘Rewriting your sorrow’ … beautiful!!
Thank you so much dear 🙂
Glad that you liked it 🙂
Beautifully been written Nayana