He said he loves all of me
accepts all versions of me,
ready to embrace my flaws
to caress my scars!

Then a day, after long isolation
days after our last fight,
I spoke up, I asked for help
I begged to atleast listen once,
my words flowed, emotions scattered
my heart cried with each words,
unraveling all my traumas
telling stories of how I longed to be loved!

Each word, mixed with tears and pain
each sentence, telling it's all way in hell
But, little did they knew,...