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She smacked the door on her boyfriend's face and walked out of his apartment, subsequently from his life and from everyone's life including her own. She didn't even take a raincoat when she knew it gotta rain. Anger does that to you. It had to shower heavily according to the weather forecast and she trusted the sources, as if prediction is true to its core and every trust isn't a betrayal. But the forecasts don't matter anymore nor the people when you know that you will die today anyways. Suicide will be her last action and she wasn't happy about that but she saw no other choice, she was desperate.
She took a train, even though she didn't know the destination. She needed time to think. She already had made her mind about the suicide but she needed to think about the medium. Medium, that will be pain free. She had suffered so many pains in her short life that her tolerance had ended long before. Only one vacant seat left on the train, she sat there beside a man older than her. She sat a
BITTER-SWEET TURNING POINTIt was New Year's Eve. That night she got a call from her lover. A call not for greetings and wishes but for a clarification, a break up. You might think that it would have been a tough night for Maria, a single woman who lived alone is one-bedroom flat in New York. If you do, you are wrong. Maria knew it would happen. Actually it should have happened before. She slapped him for his unfaithfulness and the result was loud and clear - the human ego can't handle it, she knew that. They weren't together anymore. She sacrificed her first love of her life to raise the flag of truth. Raising it higher than the pride that dwells in the skyscrapers of the New York. The bad phase was over; a fresh new beginning was waiting for her. Now she was free, she could imagine flying. It was the time for celebration. She wanted herself to be treated. Cooking held therapeutic value for here and she wanted to treat the foodie inside her with some delicious dessert so she decided to coo
what love is not.it was a s l o p p y first kiss where
my drunk lips fumbled against yours.
the dull thwack of my heart,
locked behind curved ribs
cleared my groggy brain,
clouded with lustful premonitions.
it was an e l e c t r i f y i n g first kiss where
you entwined your hands in my hair.
your mouth encompassed mine and
my breath became lost in the steady
of your chest.
it was a s h y first kiss where
i pulled away before you could explore.
your tongue grazed my teeth,
searching for a way past the ivory gates.
i dug my finger into the stubble along your jaw,
my nail lulling your carnal desires.
it was my first kiss with you.
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