Life has reached
a perfect stalemate,
with my never ending attempts
to create my perfect mate.
I said I loved you,
but I lacked strength or faith….
to accept you as you are,
and give you some space….
... where you could breathe,
hangout with your buddies ,
and do things you like…
and live with no worries!!
My decisions were self centered,
I often hurt you,
Blind in love, I denied you freedom…
to be the ‘real’ you!
The man of my dreams
… I saw in you,
I loved someday,
was now lost in my likes and dislikes!
You were with me,
but no more the one I fell in love with…
You were the conditioned soul
who gave into my every wish!
You felt less like love
and more like a possession!
© Archana Bora
