“Requited Love”


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“can you please stop mentioning him?” he mutters.

“okay… i will,” she concedes.

“now, please. let’s talk about us instead,” he gently sways her.

“yes. let’s do that,” she says and tries to smile brightly at him.

“you know what? i don’t want to end this but i know you aren’t really into me. go back to him. you still love him. i’m sorry. goodbye. please be happy. i love you,” he tells her sadly.

for he knows that they can never be happy together. he loves her but she doesn’t feel the same for him.

–Diwa

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“Just To Keep The Peace”


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“make a promise…” she tells him.

“what about?” he asks.

“promise me that whatever happens to us, you will be strong. if we ever fight, if i die, or if you ever lose me, assure me that you’ll be fine–that you’ll continue to live,” she enunciates.

“…sure,” he tells her, noncommitally.

“not like that. make a serious promise!” she demands.

“okay, okay. yes, i promise!” he exclaims, just to keep the peace.

a few months after that conversation, he finds it difficult to breathe. he remembers that promise; for, the girl, he loved, just died–and, he promised to live for her. so, in order to appease her, he endeavors to stay alive–even when he wants to kill himself–just to keep the peace.

–Diwa

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“He Lost Her”


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“hi,” comes a simple text from him.

“yes, hi,” she replies. not really knowing what to say.

“could you give us another chance?” he asks.

she thinks hard on what to say; then, decides to say her piece and end this pain.

“sorry. i waited for you to talk to me. i’ve been sending you messages everyday, hoping for your reply. yet now–i can’t. i realized that this cannot work. you see, i’ve given you everything. but, you burned me out,” was her long reply.

and for all that she was, she forcibly blocked all his efforts; because when a heart has moved on–and realized the slight, it has unfairly been given, it doesn’t give another chance.

that’s when he totally lost her.

–Diwa

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“The Fight”


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“go away, let go!”
he shouts at her.
“fine, i’ll leave you!”
she shouts,
right back at him.

she leaves him;
goes back home;
cries by herself;
and hates him,
for the rest of her life.

he found out
that he had cancer.
he dies–
two weeks,
after their fight.

–Diwa

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“His Tragic Love”


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there was a certain spring to his steps;
he couldn’t stop smiling. the light, in his heart;
banished the loneliness, of a bad yesterday.
for the first time, nothing could ever erase, the
trace of hope in him.

he was in love.

he hurries down the road; off to that
little cabin; to see the girl, who brought
back the sunshine, to his dimming world.

in his pocket, he carries the little ring;
that will finally, conclude his ever-present
fears; of a life, without her, beside him.

he has decided to make her his wife.
he was sure of this: she was the one.

he reaches the little cabin; knocks lightly
on her door. he finds it slightly open;
quietly, he enters her home;

but what he finds waiting; has peppered
all his dreams. he discovers her on the floor;
her beautiful face all sore; blood seeping
through her dress; making it a sorry mess.

a knife lay beside her body; its sharp
edge still laced with red. they ripped
the life off her; his joy, his love, a-shattered.
all for the little black bag of coins;
they mistook to be of more.

–Diwa

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“Fixing Love”


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she deftly prepares her set of little tools;
as she waits for him to finish his.
his cheek has a small streak of grease;
as he locks up the little compartment
of his bike.

they are on their way to a roadtrip–
half-planned, half-meant,
to fix the little glitch between them.
for, like a bike that is rarely maintained;
a love, without enough attention,
can also get unhinged, and even broken.
–Diwa

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