Existence

There are parts of you
in everything I do.
Like broken petals of a flower,
so delicate, so vulnerable yet existing.
With fragrance so intoxicating
even when dying in love,
leaving behind a subtle reminder of your existence.
Such an irony that these flowers die in your name…

But you seem so u n b o t h e r e d
Like the sun.

Gaurika Taneja

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