Book of many covers

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I thought i was strong but the word “sorry” still brought tears to my eyes
When i thought i finally made it then i would fall and break like never before
Healing was even more painful

Bits and pieces of my heart were sewn together
I trusted that everyone around me understood what i was going through
I trusted that they would keep my secrets and give me a shoulder to lean on
But why was i left more broken than before

I used to think being strong was holding on
But even tough stones break
I thought keeping it to myself was avoiding to break peoples hearts
but instead i broke my own heart trying to prove a point

Why is forgiving so easy while forgetting is so hard
Why do i still dwell in the past as if i would get a price if i changed things then.

THE MAGNIFICENT HOUSE

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That house that stood there steady
Bringing warmth to all its members                         
and even people outside
But to me it was the place
where i felt cold and unloved

Everyone longed for the next time they would be home
But i longed for the moment i would leave home
And this time to leave for good

I sat in a corner wondering why everyone was happy
Yet i always had tears in my eyes whenever i thought about the place
Or maybe its the people and not the house

A house that stands so beautiful
Enclosed in a safe and lovely neighbourhood
It was everything i ever dreamed of
But how i wish that i could be happy even just for a day

The house where all memories are held
But my only memories to store are of the pain i went through
How i wish i could make good memories
How i wish i never gave the house a reason to look ugly
But why, why do i blame it on the house and not the people?

MY SINCERE REGARDS

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I used to think everything would go my way
I had big wishful dreams
And in all my dreams you were there
But i guess it doesnt always go as we wish

I was so naive back then
When i used to stare at your photos blankly
I thought to myself how lucky i was
You truly were my angel sent from above

Back then i had a huge smile on my face
I felt as if my world was surrounded by you
But a young girls heart is deceptive
All this went down suddenly

I wish i knew when it was coming to an end
So i could cherish those moments
So i could smile a little wider
So i could laugh till my lungs hurt

I guess this was and is the end of our road
The road that i dread to end
That road that has hurt me the most
My only question is how could you be fine?

Well life is greener out here
There are alot of lessons to learn
I think am beginning to smile again
Atleast this time I’m careful

I still miss you though
I send my best regards to you
Am doing fine
What about you?

A BROKEN HEART

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Everything came crumbling down
All my hopes and aspirations
The smile that i worked so hard to keep
The confidence i had built
All of it gone

I wish it was a dream
That i would wake up and start a fresh
I wish it was just a mere passing thought
That i would refresh my memory
But i guess it was reality after all

They warned me
That it would all end in tears
I guess they were always right
Those days i tried to resist
But surely the truth hurts

How do u repair a broken heart
If only the needles did not sting that much
If only the stitches could be hidden
If only it did not hurt anymore
I guess bearing the pain was never easy

Nevertheless i have to stand
I have to ignore the pain
I have to convince myself to move on
But will i really make it
Or will i slip and fall again

               

I WISH I WAS HER

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I wish i was her
She is courageous , she is bold
She does not care about the thoughts of the world
Above all when she loves she loves wholeheartedly

I wish i could meet her once more
Like i did a few years back
But is she still there
Or did the bitterness of the world bring her down

She always had a smile on her face
Always had an answer to her flaws
Her tears were almost invisible
But how i wonder how she managed all this

I wish i was her
But what if it was all pretence
Maybe her perfect doesn’t really exist
Maybe her courageous self and her loving self are now just mere history

Do i still want to be her?
Is she still the one i admire the most?
Yes, because whether she still exists or not
I want those traits but this time i hope i wont give up
I still want to be her