Leaving you hurts same as loving you
Never knew what love felt like untill you
Love, altruism—such pretty words
But I’m the one torn by your words
Never knew what hurting was until you
Maybe it’s a phase, maybe it’s you
Sometimes I wish for miracle
But reality of inevitable creeps in
Onsra that I can’t avoid
The bitterness of the sweet love
We could have been eternal
If you would’ve been a giver
Instead of taker just for once.
—✭ 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙚𝙢 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙗𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙙𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙝𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙚 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥 𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙣.
— The word 𝐎𝐧𝐬𝐫𝐚 – is used to describe the bittersweet feeling we experience when we know that love will not last. …..♡
۵♡۵—ﾟ𝙵𝚎𝚠 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍. 𝙸 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 it 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕. 𝙸𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝙴𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕.
✭— 𝐎𝐧𝐬𝐫𝐚 —Language- Bodo/Boro — an ethnic and linguistic aboriginal group of the Brahmaputra valley in the northeast part of India.
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～I wrote this thinking I’d share it as it was coming out nice and because of that, this one took me more than an hour and a half.
I was trying to do a rhyme scheme at first which restricted me from writing what I intended to. Then in the middle, I dropped that idea and wrote what I wanted to without any restrictions.
ﾟ— 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮.♡🤎—
