I thought owning you was the enchanting thing
Until I realized you were the reason for my broken wings.
I thought being with you was like sitting under the brightest stars,
Until I realized you locked me into darkest bars.
I thought loving you was the best
Until I realized you were the dagger in my soul who never let me rest.
I thought I lived in a heaven with you,
Until I realized you were the death and I was the victim to you.
I thought love was one thing you would remember,
Until I realized you were just a storm who vanished away in December.
-anushree. A. Tayade