It’s hard to believe,
That it happened yet again.
That it has hovered over you, yet again.
And this time, it’s again relieving the pain.
It’s the same. Excitement and happiness,
It’s again the butterflies with her voice,
It’s again the efforts of giving everything.
It’s the shattered rainbows and rejoice.
There’s a fear, will it end with same tears?
It’s like the fortune written, over a piece of paper.
But we’re scared to remove the rock above it.
Pretending this way, our hearts will be safer.
All those dark nights, and loneliness.
Where we sharpened our broken pieces with angst and pain.
Has stopped now and the broken mirror seems beautiful.
Everything seems lovely, sun, skies and the rain.
You allow them to rebuild you,
Make you a pretty castle of glass, ready to reign.
Their broken pieces add to your beauty.
And thus you realise, you’re in love, yet again