I inscribe the names
of people
I love, on the barriers
of my heart.
They stand there
even after they’ve elapsed.
Like memories,
reviving me, when I’m annihilated.
All these names,
they stand there, like
scars, that cannot be
obliterated.
When I’m aching, I
try to scratch these names off
the walls of my heart.
Instead, I ache more.
But, this treacherous heart, runs
and seeks new names,
to be written, to be remembered
and to be dwelled on.
Only leading to more
pain and the urge
of forgetting.
I keep loving better.
But, my love,
I cannot promise you
that my love will be
as innocent or as new as it was.
What I can promise you,
is all of me,
with the ugly,
deep scars,
and a life full
of happy
adventures.
Would you take me as I am?
Because, I’m willing to take you
with all of you.
Written by Aadhya.
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