HurtsA Poem by Angad WaraichSo it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love.I Drink, To my grief My never ending misery. I Drink, For the past The unforgettable memories. I Drink, not to forget but to go back and relive how it all used to be. I Fell In Love, The time, I saw you smile, for the very first time. I Fell In Love, The time, My heart skipped a beat, as it saw you leave . I Fell In Love, The time, We stayed up and talked through the night . I Fell In Love, the moment I knew you're not 'THE ONE' but my 'EVERYONE'. It Hurts, Not because, you don't love me, But because for me you are the dream, my only reality. It Hurts, Not because, you love another man, But because, I still remember what it felt like everytime I held your hand. It Hurts, Not because, not because you chose to walk out the door, But because, you are present in everything beautiful and all my poetry. It Hurts, Not because, we could never be, But because, of the uncertainty of all that could be. What Hurts, is not you leaving but, all the good memories, playing inside my head on repeat.. As they remind me of something that can never again be.
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19 Reviews Added on October 11, 2014 Last Updated on November 26, 2014 AuthorAngad WaraichBrampton, CanadaAboutHey! Passionate Writer. Besides that i would say that i love to travel, do some photography and meet as many people as i can because the best stories come from random encounters . So feel free to.. more..Writing
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