XXLove letters

 

Dedicated to the women that cry for love,

 

When anger screams,

 

 

Our last night you cracked my heart,

What did you want to tell me?

All words were gone,

Including us,

Our longest dialogues had been rich,

The corruption of ‘look’ and ‘touch’,

That night we failed to remember,

 

There was no love in the eyes,

In the stage of the deepest sleep,

When feelings were deactivated,

The reason to stay up all night made a terminal sense,

It posed a question of life and death,

While we were sharing our last cigarette,

I soaked up your every movement as if I was thirsty,

 

Space was different,

Till then it had been ideal,

Time was in the hands of a clock,

I realized the dimensions of fate,

The irony of bruised hope,

The psychosis of dreams that would never come true,

They stabbed our hearts to death,

 

Show me a woman who didn’t shed tears,

Every woman cries for her love,

As much as she loves you,

But there is always a limit,

She gets down on her knees crying,

Today she considers you to be God,

Abandoning her,

Sodomizing her love,

 

Tomorrow she’ll worship nothing,

You will be the past,

She wants to delete,

If a woman falls out of love,

She’ll fall to pieces,

She will be a jigsaw puzzle,

You will never make her complete,

 

You’ve slammed the door in her pleading,

Proudly striding away,

She’ll make you pay for her every tear,

After a while you will miss her like air,

One day your heart will break,

Watching her walking away. 

 

 

 

P.S. Dedicated to the men that make women  cry  for their love.