Hard to love.
Don’t love
me, love
Don’t love
me, love
I am a mere
work in progress
A zero sum
game no decision tree can rationalize
Don’t love
me, love
I am a rigged gamble
that no one wins
A restless
piece of mind chasing the unknown
Don’t love
me, love
I am the
calm before a storm
A numb cloud
that would thunder and burst
Don’t love
me, love
I am the reverie
after your smiling kiss
A nerve
agent instead that desensitizes lips
Don’t love
me, love
Unless you
have the strength to give me your all
Else we’ll
merely be pretty flowers that wither together
Aditya Longani
May 9, 2018
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