Battlefield

It has come to this
A battlefield
Scarring,
Killing us

As much as
We protect,
We hurt
We kill

The fear
Jabs like a dagger
Tormenting daily

Each query
Feeds pain
Every answer
Inadequate
Unsatisfactory

Cold war
A silent battle
Every day

Will we somehow
Survive This
or
Will we
Be parted...

*Sayangku, this post is for the both of us. Nothing kills me more than the thought of being parted from you. I know time is really trying on us now. It's challenging. But let's just hold on to each other. Hold on to our beliefs, our principles, for that has formed us to be whom we are today*

♡♡♡

How Could You?

As much as I'm raged to the bone, I can't help but to reminisce all the great years with you.

You,
Sent me to school
Sat me on the kitchen counter while you cooked all the tasty, awesome food
Hand-sewed my clothes for Deepavali
Made me absolutely proud
For my friends wished you were theirs

And then...

You,
Left without a word of goodbye
Left without a second thought
Left during one of the happiest moment of YOUR life
Left at the most crucial moment of HER life
Left us all lost and clueless
Left, separating everyone
Left, making life look like a goddamned Tamil movie...

How Could You???!!!

I still love you so...
♡♡♡