the begginning of yet another end.


It hurts only as much as it was a pleasure. Not an ounce more not an ounce less.

What has come has to go.

When has it stayed back? The river was destined to flow. 



Comments

  1. pain was always pleasurable. and then she left. and the pleasure grew beyond confines.

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  2. Just 3 lines. And yet they said a million words. Awesome.

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  3. It's just the winter chill, spring is on its way to bloom :)
    Some things are better kept for the subsequent rounds.

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  4. The equation -- a consoling realisation
    Thanks

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  5. wonderful words Bhavika...you seem to be getting better and better with them...
    however sometimes hurt and pleasure equation is not the same...the pleasure could be for a brief while and gone while the pain lasts forever as a pang :-)

    yet....awesome!

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