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Love is more than expensive gifts and grand gestures. It’s the little things that matter.

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I opened the door to emptiness, traded my emotions for numbness.
SHREYA JOSHI

Door Emotion Empty Myself Numb Open Trade
Love is more than expensive gifts and grand gestures. It’s the little things that matter.
SHREYA JOSHI

Expensive Gift Grand Love Matter
I think I’ve mastered the art, of taming my wild heart, now my heart doesn’t flutter, thinking about you.
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Art Heart Master Tame Thinking Wild Yourself
If this was my last poem I’d dedicate it to myself.
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Dedication Myself Poem Self Love
You act like a cold cold man, frozen beyond repair, hardly uttering any word, action laced demeanor. Yet everything about you, from your ebony eyes, to your dazzling smile, makes me feel warm inside.
SHREYA JOSHI

Act Action Cold Eyes Feeling Frozen Hard Man Repair Smile Yourself
I miss you, I still do, It’d be weird not to. For once upon a time, I was yours and you were mine, through sparkles and grime.
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Missing Myself Time Weird
I don’t know. Don’t know anymore, my purpose, destiny, do I even have any? don’t know anymore.
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Destiny Myself Purpose
Somedays I fear, I’ll run out of words.
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Fear Myself Run Word
I don’t care how many times I fail, for one day, I will succeed. And that success will be worth a million failures.
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Care Failure Myself Success Time Willing
Am I killing the kid in me, by strangling my curiosity?
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Children Curiosity Death Kill
Am I just a overthinking maniac? Or am I the girl that got left behind?
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Girl Leaving Myself Thinking
Your artful hands, hold my delicate heart, tenderly gaze at it, as if its an art.
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Art Hands Love Myself Relationship Sight Yourself
You’re a patched tapestry, of deep childhood trauma’s, and unkept promises.
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Childhood Promise Tapestry Trauma Yourself
When you talk, it feels like a song, and when you walk by, the time stops.
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Feeling Myself Song Stop Talk Time Walk
The opening chords of our rhapsody, lulled me into a state of bliss, as the glistening sunrise in your eyes, intoxicated my soul, drew me in.
SHREYA JOSHI

Chord Music Myself Open Rise Soul State Sun Yourself
Oh, darling, you fell in love with a girl not worth loving.
SHREYA JOSHI

Fall In Love Girl Love Worth Yourself

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