Not with the cute boy I saw at my cousin's wedding,
Not with the guy whom I used to stalk everyday
But with myself, with my life,
With my father who did everything to see me succeed in life,
With my mother who sacrificed all her youth and strength for my well being.
With my grandmother who rose every day at 5am's to cook good food for us without expecting anything in return..
Falling in love with my career which I used to hate earlier.
Falling in love with my family's love which i used to neglect earlier and focused on worldly lust and social media
Falling in love with learning my lessons
Falling in love with my face and body which I used to think ugly and hide from the world
Falling in love with my journey and the tough times I endured
Falling in love with my room where I spend all day and night and decorated the way I always wanted
Falling in love with my failures, difficult times and scars which taught me how to survive
Falling in love with my lights, with my books, with my words, and with my poetry
©anagha_writes
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