I fear love; I am paranoid of that tingling feeling in my gut. the kisses of love, consume me; they eat away my existence scratching the walls of my heart which has already dried up. the soft touches of my lover's coarse fingertips burn my skin which once felt like warm sunlight. I have always been hungry for long hugs, a pair of arms who can embrace my heart, promising it peace and a forever but all I got ever were cages and clench of longing. all I dreamt of was feather-like love that sweeps me off reality, and takes me to a land of fantasy, where the sun rises in hues of romance and evening arrives with a sweet sensual aura. However, what my days with love have taught me is that, love is like cotton, lightweight when fresh and new, but once it gets drenched with the tears of separation, it becomes too heavy for a fragile heart to handle. now, I am avoiding a heartbreak as much as I was chasing love once. I fear love ;
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