Stay away

Let me sit still

I need to breathe

Conversations don’t solve everything

Silence is what I need

Words are sacred

Let’s use them sparingly -

They could prick like thorns

No, this is different

Something is breaking inside

I can feel it in my bones

In our undoing

The wounded hearts seethe

Our story going up in smoke

Burnt words I cannot read

Relationships

This anxiety makes me want to run out of my body. To a place where there are no attachments, no responsibilities, nothing to tie you down. I want to be free. Nobody tells you that when you get married you give up your independence. You cease to be an individual free to do as you please with your life. You and I becomes We and it screws up everything. Love in itself is complicated enough. Why make it harder with marriage? Why put all your expectations in one basket and hand it over to a single person? Why can’t it be a companionship than marriage? Why are we so hell bent on giving a name to every relationship? Husband. Wife. Girlfriend. Boyfriend. How about life partner? That doesn’t cut it? Tags are so important to us. So much so that we get too busy putting up the image of the tag in front of society rather than actually nurture the relationship. Hollow tags we wear as trophies. How much more shallow can we get?