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hesitation.
I don't know a love that's soft,
The one that feels like water ripples on my skin
Or the sun sinking it's warmth under my skin ,
I wouldn't know how to love a flower without crushing it
And so it begins
A tragic path of love and anguish ,
I still sit and ponder
Once when my mother told me
How I was an Independent child and learnt everything,
Learnt everything by myself when I was young,
But all I remember is being angry and wanting control.
So when he finally told me that he loved me,
I had to sit back and think,
Is it love if it's scripted?
Is it love if it's wanting perfection?
-Tamanna.
© CosmicWriter
The one that feels like water ripples on my skin
Or the sun sinking it's warmth under my skin ,
I wouldn't know how to love a flower without crushing it
And so it begins
A tragic path of love and anguish ,
I still sit and ponder
Once when my mother told me
How I was an Independent child and learnt everything,
Learnt everything by myself when I was young,
But all I remember is being angry and wanting control.
So when he finally told me that he loved me,
I had to sit back and think,
Is it love if it's scripted?
Is it love if it's wanting perfection?
-Tamanna.
© CosmicWriter
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