Love// Comfortably seated on the window seat, of the last row of my bus, I saw love leap out of me and sprint. Run like tomorrow didn't exist. Run like missing the bus today wouldn't matter. When love stood still, panting, it wondered how scary it was to confront the friend it ran a mile for. Silly love. Didn't say a hi. Didnt even say a hi. Love took me to therapy once and sat me down. Love made me cry. Love sat beside me, holding my hand, letting me cry. Love only grew after its absence was picked. I remember stuffing love inside my ribs, till a point where my chest came near an explosion. I had kept it all in. Hidden. Safe. Buried. Silly me. Love was suffocating, he was so angry at me. So hurt and so uncomfortable. Love's been taking his time now though. Now all love does is aspire to parade. It weaves a blanket of care. Patiently waiting, at the back of the bus. With his blanket in hand. Looking out the window in wonder and awe.
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