My Love - Tala Flayhan

MY LOVE

What is easier: To love or to be loved? There’s really no definitive answer. In Tala’s opinion, it is both and neither. You might disagree, after all it does depend on your story. But to understand her perspective, let me introduce you to hers.

My love. I don’t know who you are but I know who you won’t be. I know that your intentions never were to hurt me. I know you tried your best even though your best sometimes was bad. I know you attempted to cheer me up but your attempts made me sad. I was sad because I didn’t want to accept that your effort goes to waste. That it burns with all the letters that with my pain I have embraced. But I was in pain, my love. And they say beauty is pain, but there was no beauty in the pain I felt, my love. I only felt that pain when I was in love. In love with the image of you I created in my head. But that love, with all its strength, was hanging on by a thread. That thread that got thinner and thinner with every time I held you. That thread that got weaker and weaker with every lonely night I went through. Wishing to be by your side, to just feel you in the breeze.

MY LOVE

What is easier: To love or to be loved? There’s really no definitive answer. In Tala’s opinion, it is both and neither. You might disagree, after all it does depend on your story. But to understand her perspective, let me introduce you to hers.

All the tears I cried trying to teach you how to stay. Before my dry heart with which I loved you slowly starts to decay. And fade piece by piece just like it did when I watched you walk away. It caused more pain, my love. But with all this pain I was still able to love.

And Oh it caused more pain, my love, when you answered me with a yes. I don’t know who you are even though I deeply thought I did. I spent so many breaths on you, but none of which I regret.

Tell me why couldn’t you? Why couldn’t you for once look me in the eye. Look and tell me that you loved me without feeling the need to lie. What was so hard about it? Tell me maybe I can ease it up for you. Ease it up just like I did with all the difficult situations you ’ ve went through. Was I too much to handle? Did you want to settle for less?

MY LOVE

What is easier: To love or to be loved? There’s really no definitive answer. In Tala’s opinion, it is both and neither. You might disagree, after all it does depend on your story. But to understand her perspective, let me introduce you to hers.

You were worth breathing for, you were worth every bit. Every bit of patience that I had, and every bit that I didn’t. Every long second I could wait when I believed that I couldn’t. But it’s that second now that I knew that I wasn’t the one who tried.

I didn’t try cause I found it easy to love you, but for you loving me was a fight. But I’m not here to blame you, or to let out what I kept inside. Cause I know that you won’t read any of what is written above. But in case you do, just know that you were worth all the pain, my love.

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W O N K I A GIRL

- RHEA MADHOUN