I ignored the red flags and gave my heart away
without a second glance.
Played deaf and dumb to my mind’s inquisitions
and gut feeling.
I hanged feelings i promised myself to avoid in vain.
Offered my back as a canvas for him to paint a new hole.
I allowed him to gratify my pain on the wall.
Fooled thrice; he penetrated my soul like thunder,
lacerated my heart and left me bleeding- life pooling
on the kitchen floor.
He was barren-land, i was a fool to believe anything
Our connection dissipated to nothingness, 3000 miles
between us became as vast as all space.
He was King and i was just a jester- sentenced to
entertain him and follow his every command like a
Same old tricks that often intrigued and snugged his
attention wore thin- the harsh realities embroidered
in distance and time made his faith falter and my life
turned into a broken mix-tape.
I was a fictitious fool you see.
Determined in making the same mistakes and giving
extra chances to him.
I offered him free passes in and out of my life and
enabled the pain.
Trapped like a moth to a flame, the last burns he
created on my skin left a mark on me like a fool.
Thrice wiser, this time I will keep my heart.