Absurdity of love

By Rim

 The nostalgia of my very first love scar

Like an allegory of nothing and all the things

Falling in love again 

Felt like the afterthought 

You look like a desire so unreal to me

You haunted me.. Deeply like throes 

Kissing has been the only way to mark the lips

Indeed, I want to kiss you so I can remember you in heaven 

Still, where is my first kiss? 

I know you want it too

You and I are an oxymoron 

But the agony of loving and unloving has been my only way to you since the first gaze

And so I wonder..!? 

Can't you see that I am standing here naked? 

And you are looking at me with amazement

I wonder what kind of pleasure you feel? 

Is it strong enough to make you love me harder? 

Obsessively, like an illness 

I dare you to tell me something that will make me stop loving you.

Although at this point you could destroy me and I'd still cry because you didn't kiss me before killing me.

it's not just about the pleasure it's about

feeling your desire overshadow your sense

How do I unlove my sweetest downfall? How do I unlove the first person who taught me how to love? These questions kept me wondering. How? Can I? Will I?

I always wanted to know, how will I unlove you? I know that you don’t love me but that didn’t stop me from loving you. I don’t even think that any dense reason could stop me from doing so. Yet, I came to this realization, that no matter how much I love you, you could never reciprocate the feeling that I have for you.

I even came to this point where I asked myself, until when? Until when will I love you? Until when will I endure this pain? Until when will I drown myself in the sea of tears that I created just because of the agony that you put me into? That’s when I realized that I was holding onto something that didn’t exist anymore. At that moment, all I wanted to do was to cease my love for you.

But I don’t think I could do that. Well, I can, but I won’t. Maybe some can, but if you love someone, that love you have for them just won’t go away. Yeah, you may meet someone better, but once you let someone into your heart, there will always be a piece of them in there. Every person that we love leaves a mark in our hearts. And you left a big mark in my heart. Scratch that. You left a massive scar in my life

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