“do you hate me? No , i just hate a relationship”
a sacrifice she made for her family and her career, that is what i thought.
how i couldn’t understand,
I wasn’t the one she would fight for.
maybe i understood but still i would live in the illusions,
comforting yourself like its a nightmare and soon you’re going to wake up.
you see, we just like to get blinded by these emotions.
we like to comfort ourselves with lies its like comforting yourself with cigarettes .
“she just hates the relationships, she cannot replace me”
“oh you poor soul, just watch me”
“a world, full of lies and hypocrites, i am so fed up of this world”
“why are you sad and angry? you are free!”
“am i ? or am i like that old man from shawshank,
who killed himself after getting released from the prison?”
“we want to be free but we are addicted to the cage”
curse her if you want to set yourself free
a curse that is forever , a curse of being immortal in your poems.
do you hate me? No, i just hate a relationship, with you.