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Immense love causes acute pain. 

If a bond was meant to be ephemeral, 

Why do we even cling to it?! 

Why, in the first place, did we build a rock foundation with wrong connections?! 

Why do we dream?

Why do we feel connected at a time and disconnected at the same time?!

Why do we feel associated and dissociated? 

Engaged and disengaged both at the same time?! 

Why do we feel the need for belongingness?!

Why do we need to separate from the ones we once loved from the core of our hearts?! 

And bear the insurmountable pain?! 

You were the light of my life. 

I considered you to be my ‘Godfather’,

My fantasy killed me. 

I fathomed wrong assumptions. 

You were not the ‘ideal type’ I imagined. 

So, all my imagination was wrong. 

I looked for answers to the wrong questions. 

With you, my reality was shattered. 

As I lived in my imaginary world, ignoring the facts! 

Ouch! So hurting it is! 

At the edge of sharp knives cutting into my cartilages, 

I bite my lips for the bites in my hips. 

My follicle is broken.

 I can’t bear the symptom of love anymore. 

I am a live tombstone now. 

Visitors are greeted with showers of flowers of betrayal on me;

you all are pleasantly welcome! 

Just don’t expect love from me. 

I am done. 

Written on my epitaph is a reminder—

‘Love suffocates her! Leave her alone!’

©® Farheen Akter Bhuian Nancy 

Time Frame: Circa 2023, Rokeya Hall, DU

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