The rollercoaster of… Love?

I saw your eyes, so filled with grief,
I took you in my arms, forgot my pain,
Poured onto you all of my love,
Gave you my heart, body, and soul,
I knew I would never be put first,
But madly in love, I settled being second.

You told me how much she meant to you,
Oh, how she broke you, leaving you all alone,
I let you shed your tears upon my shoulder,
And watched you save her last bus ticket,
You carried it everywhere in your wallet,
As I swallowed my grief, didn’t give you a hint.

Then, somebody else entered your life,
You called her Venus, an embodiment of Aphrodite,
You brought her to the bed we made love in,
You told me how delicately you undressed her,
That’s when my heart could take it no more,
Tears ran down, and you said nothing happened.

Madly in love with you, I believed you,
And some months down the road,
There was yet another woman in your life,
You showed me her nudes, and all your sex talks,
Then, you told me that she meant nothing,
That was lust, and I’m the only one you loved.

In rage and heartbreak, I kissed another guy,
I thought I’d come home and tell you all about it,
But what happened was more than just a kiss,
He touched my soul the way you never did,
We talked in lyrics, and poured out our worries,
Oh, how, I almost fell in love with him.

Fast forwards, five years and multiple affairs later,
I opened my eyes, and then I realized,
My flesh and bones were the only things that mattered,
Yet, my heart craved for you, beaten and battered,
Somewhere deep within, I knew you loved me,
Is it my disillusion? Or do you love me?

But, nothing matters now, does it?
I’ve made up my mind, I’m walking away.

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81 thoughts on “The rollercoaster of… Love?

  1. Brad Osborne says:

    I love how this story unfolds. The reader is drawn in and becomes emotionally invested in the outcome. As the story continues they feel most dramatically the emotions placed on the page. When written this well and honestly, you will have to forgive your readers for thinking this comes from personal experience. The proximity and tangibility of the emotions you invoke are rarely seen without firsthand knowledge. Very well written, little one!

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  2. katiemiafrederick says:

    SMiles Shreya it’s Nice
    To See You back
    Writing on
    Word Press
    Indeed Falling
    In Love Appropriately
    Named Wanting
    So to
    Capture
    A FLoWeR
    Always Blooming
    That Never
    Ends
    But
    True
    At Best Always
    Loving Friends
    With Or Without
    The Physical
    Part
    That
    Bonds
    In Torrents
    And Divides
    In Continuing
    Hopes For
    Owning
    Blooms
    Of Flowers
    Love Is What We
    Give it is Magic
    Receiving
    Back
    Yet
    As Long
    As We Give
    At Least
    We
    Still
    Breathe
    Colors of Life
    ‘The Nice Grand Pa’
    Says Hi And i
    Surely
    Will
    Relate
    To Your Pain too
    As Verily My
    Roses
    Haven’t
    Always Been Red..😊

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      1. katiemiafrederick says:

        SMiles i kid you
        Not i was Just
        Wondering If
        You Were Doing
        Okay Yesterday
        As Your Face
        Came to
        My Mind
        On The
        Reader Trail
        SMiLes Still
        Writing 100,000
        Words A Month Mostly
        In Response to Sweet
        Folks From India Like
        You As Traveling
        The Globe
        There Are
        No Deeper
        Eyes For Creativity
        Than Indian Women
        Beautiful like
        My Wife True
        And Yes Still
        Public Dancing
        162 Miles or So
        A Month on Average
        Just Reaching A 14,000
        Mile Milestone in 87
        Months Along With
        8.7 Millions of
        Free Verse Poetry
        Words mostly
        Again
        To
        Kind
        And Very
        Inspiring
        Folks Just
        Like You
        Singing
        All Your
        Soul
        Freely
        Authentically
        Truly Always
        Magic
        Muse
        To
        Me To
        Evolve
        My Soul
        And Creativity
        Too in Every
        Soul
        i Meet
        And
        Greet
        Seeing The
        Breath
        Of
        God
        Divine
        Indeed in
        Each Soul
        Namaste🙏☺️🤗

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      1. Gentleman Dave says:

        Shreya!! I’ve missed you here. I’m doing much better, thank you for asking. My health is improving, but I am constantly tired and need more rest and stress management. How are you? Your poetry is truly becoming so great! ❤❤🤗🤗

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  3. Anushk@ says:

    Shreyaaaaaaaaaaa!!!
    First of all lemme tell you.. you’ve been missed here..badly!!!!
    Don’t go now please.
    And this poetry shreyaaaaa…I can feel each and every word, the feeling behind that you must be feeling.
    I’m glad you’re happy happy now.
    Keep smiling.. that’s all I want. Proud of you ❤️

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  4. 𝑹𝒐𝑩𝑰𝑵 ☄️ says:

    Hey Shreya, this is weird— I was just wondering about you a few hours ago, if I’d accidentally unfollowed you perhaps? I thought I should check that I’m still following you next time I’m on wordpress. Well anyway that slipped my mind (as most things!) but then I saw this new post from you 😄. You’ve been missed! But glad you took some time that you needed. 💙

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  5. Keziah says:

    This is absolutely beautiful, Shreya. The sadness and pain you have portrayed here, is just heartbreaking. To write this well without experience, is magical and so beautiful. Thank you for this wonderful piece of art. please write more. I’d love to read it (followed your blog. 😊)

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