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All I wanted was to be held by you, thank you for setting me free.

Shruthi Sagar

I had a playlist of his name. Of songs he would send me now and then. Now every song I hear is a ghost of him. A reminder that he is here. But he is not.
SHRUTHI SAGAR

Break Up Ghost Himself Loss Music Myself Song
I keep reminding myself of why we couldn’t be; reasons why sometimes, love just isn’t always enough.
SHRUTHI SAGAR

Enough Love Myself Reason Remember
Tear me open and I will bleed in your name. My heart aches from your absence, but in the aching and breaking is where my art is born.
SHRUTHI SAGAR

Absence Art Blood Born Break Heart Broken Myself Name Open
She was light. In the way she smiled, in the way kindness poured from her soul, and in the way her heart melted. If you ever looked carefully, you could see it in her eyes; a thousand storms but she stood there like the sun with a smile.
SHRUTHI SAGAR

Care Heart Kindness Light Smile Storm Sun Yourself
They say body is nothing but the dress for the soul. So does this mean all my pain and all my tragedies are now tattoos on my soul?
SHRUTHI SAGAR

Body Pain Philosophy Soul Spiritual Tragedy
Somedays, I’m an overflowing fountain, a chaotic ocean or an untamed river. But even on the hard days, kindness is a possibility I always choose.
SHRUTHI SAGAR

Chaos Choice Kindness Myself Ocean Possible Water
Even the stars cried when they wrote our fate, a love so deep yet we had to separate.
SHRUTHI SAGAR

Break Up Love Pain Relationship
If your eyes could speak what stories would it tell? Would it even be able to speak or would it end up choking on all the water?
SHRUTHI SAGAR

Death Deep End Eyes Speak Story Yourself
As a child, I swallowed the hurt. Now, at the slightest touch, I bleed.
SHRUTHI SAGAR

Bleed Child Hurt Myself Swallow Touch
Time heals but only when nourished with love. The only possible cure for heart break is to love again.
SHRUTHI SAGAR

Healing Love Philosophy Possible Spiritual Time Wisdom
Death speaks differently to me on different nights. Most nights it has your name.
SHRUTHI SAGAR

Death Different Name Talk Yourself
Aren’t all poets born from tragedy?
SHRUTHI SAGAR

Born One Liner Poet Tragedy
Fault was neither yours nor mine, it’s just that it wasn’t the right time.
SHRUTHI SAGAR

Pain Relationship Time
For without tragedies there is no life & what is life if not all our tragedies put together?
SHRUTHI SAGAR

Deep Life Philosophy Togetherness Tragedy
Don’t look at her kind eyes and mistake it for kindness, you are yet unaware about the audacity in her bones and strength in her veins.
SHRUTHI SAGAR

Inspirational Kindness Strength Women Empowerment
Your thoughts were a prison and I? A helpless prisoner.
SHRUTHI SAGAR

Love Prison Thoughts

All I wanted was to be held by you, thank you for setting me free.

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