PRICK IN THE HEART

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At first it was on fire

For you checked on me now and then

Those moments I trusted your words accompanied by actions

Making me feel a princess to be; maybe for Prince Charles

My treat was royal

My call was royal

Greetings were queen-like

As your eyes dazzled when me you sighted

My honourable seat being your lap

Where you held me like a baby pampered with a soft rock accompanied to drift her to slumber

But for this time; they were words i yearned for

They were moments my heart craved for

Touching my long black dead hair cells on my head as we cuddled

Slowly but sure, our lips met-passionate kisses

My body aroused; goose pumps

I was convinced that this was home

Days passed, weeks,months, a year keeping abreast to my home

I believe we had attained the climax

Where I got used to you

Until when I felt a hitch

Those good mornings and good nights started to lessen

Those Whatsapp texts reduced to few words

Those dates i was used to slowly becoming dormant

My heart sunk more and more each day

Pain and agony cruised my lame heart-though I tried to convince myself i was okay

Greater distance and emptiness left me hollow though I held on to my love

My tears of joy became bitter

I wished to hold my prince but he was never to be reached

Communication became a great wall that separated our hearts

He could neither pick my calls nor reply my texts

May be his work schedule kept him busy- my only consolation

I did all that could distract me from thinking of him

I prayed nothing bad happened to him

Though, I had doubt

I should have read in between the lines

Maybe I was not meant to be the Princess

Maybe my underprivileged background couldn't allow him to carry the shame

It's three months now-never heard of him

My burning flames reduced to embers

Love is losing a meaning to me

But I still cross my fingers and believe he is still mine

Am still a diehard.

#ThoughtsAsunder

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