The Stupid Woman

I guess, this is the beginning of a tragedy. Or did it begin much earlier? Its hard to tell.

So, whatever it is, I cannot hold it from happening. I am not giving up. I am letting it go. I am in love or am I not. Does it matter? Do I care do I not. Does it matter? I wouldn’t have felt the void, unless I got a reason to. It had happened before too.

“Prioritize, stupid woman!” And we are back to square one.

Do I have the time? Nope.

Time. You can write the word TIME and put a full stop, but still it runs away. Maybe that is why I want it so much. Time.

But who has it?

Maybe I am not worth it! Your time.

“Fool, you take out time..”

Do you want to be here? Ya I am here. But you are drifting in your mind somewhere else. Somewhere where I am not present.

Escape.

I am a prison cell. Am I not?

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