It’s been a week.
Since I gifted my heart and soul to you.
Since, I gave you Me.
It’s been a week, since you threw and pushed me to the bin.
It’s been a week, You wrecked Me.
It’s been a week, since the harsh reality.
It’s been a week to me being a rejected laughing stock.
It’s been a week since everything changed.
Since, I lost a part of me.
The part of Me, that loved you.
It’s been a week, it’ll be a month, a year and decades will pass.
The scar will deepen, the pain will be a reminder.
For you nithing would’ve changed.
Since then, to now.
Only, the mask you had on for me fell.
With it, fell your respect in me.
– Aishwarya Singh.