If you’re going to fall in love - Don’t fall for the decorated “Me.” That I prepare every morning To face the world, to survive another day. A fake smile, a white shirt, jeans and cologne. Don’t fall in love with that false persona That I carry to impress, to climb The steps of achievement theyve defined for me. I’m not exactly the spring youve waited for. I can be the deadly summer. If you’re going to fall in love - Fall for my weaknesses. My jealousy, my impatience, my indecision. My moods, my resistance, my numbness. My inner child that seeks attention. who can be restless – giving you a hard time. Love me for them if you can. I’m not exactly the spring youve waited for. I can be the dry Winter. Fall in love with the wall I create. From a self-perceived maturity and melancholy. Fall in love with my scars, my wounds, the blood stains. All the under-achievements, all the complexities. That make me - imperfect. That make me – “me.” Love me for them if you can. If you’re going to fall for me, Fall in love with every fragment of me. Decent, wicked, ugly, glorious - I’m a little bit of all. Fall in love with my shortcomings, my sleepless nights, My journey to madness – my write ups. If you can then fall in love with the naked me. Real, unpretentious, raw. Or my dear, don’t love me at all. Copyright: ©Suman Bhattacharya, 2014
Posted on: Mon, 29 Dec 2014 14:22:17 +0000
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