The Nectar of Pain

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by Najwa Zebian


  you choose to claim that

  I

  broke

  your

  soul.

  And all the times that

  I

  broke my soul in front of

  you,

  shattering my tears through

  my eyes,

  telling you that

  I love you

  and that I need to feel

  your presence

  meant absolutely

  nothing to you.

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  When preparing for them to leave:

  If things between us

  come to an end,

  I hope I have the

  courage

  to say that it was just not meant to be.

  I hope that my mind does not

  think back to every word

  you said,

  because the moment you decide to

  walk away

  is the moment you prove

  that you never meant

  a word you said.

  I hate lying,

  and I hate hatred,

  so I hope I have the courage

  not to hate you,

  but only hate what you did.

  There is no right way to

  prepare for their departure.

  It is just like preparing for

  someone you love

  to die.

  You don’t want them to.

  But they do.

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  I burned all of the

  unsent

  letters inside of me

  for you.

  I do not want your

  love

  if you do not come

  with it.

  Today,

  I choose to start

  something new.

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  I listen to the sound

  of the same rain

  that I listened to

  the night that your love

  fell into my soul.

  And I cry my tears

  as I feel this new rain

  cleansing my soul of you.

  I did not want your soul

  to leave,

  but I cannot

  force you

  to stay.

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  Why are you insisting on staying

  in my mind?

  You’re the one who decided to

  leave.

  You left before I could even

  taste the nectar

  in you.

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  They tell me to forget about

  you

  because you’re not

  worth it.

  As if I haven’t

  tried.

  Believe me when I say

  that if I could,

  I would erase

  you

  from my life

  forever,

  but you are always

  on my mind,

  even when

  I hate you.

  I do not hate

  you.

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  They told me that they saw you

  knocking on my door

  with roses in your hands.

  You thought I’d be waiting,

  but

  I built myself a new home.

  Thank you for

  remembering me

  after I forgot you.

  I am glad that

  I spent time with

  myself long enough to

  not see you again.

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  I attached myself

  to the parts of

  you

  that you

  yourself

  were not

  attached to.

  Attachment detaches you

  from yourself.

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  Stop building

  castles in skies

  that are not your

  own.

  Do not settle

  for the parts of them

  that no one else

  wanted.

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  You will one day

  meet someone who will

  make room in their soul

  for the

  beautiful

  pieces of

  you.

  May their soul be

  the home

  of your love,

  because homes

  protect,

  and your love is

  a pearl:

  too precious.

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  I want your roses with

  your thorns.

  Roses are tender.

  They will soothe my heart.

  Thorns are sharp.

  They will teach me how

  not to use

  the thorns of my own.

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  Choose them because

  you love them,

  not because you are

  afraid of

  being alone.

  Choose them because

  they are right for

  you,

  not because you want to be

  with

  someone.

  It’s simple,

  I know,

  but we often forget what we

  know

  in pursuit of what we

  want.

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  Just like their love for

  you

  fell out of

  them,

  new people will come

  whose love for

  you

  will make love fall back

  into

  you.

  The nectar of your

  pain

  will attract the right

  humans to you.

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  It is not love that

  you fall

  into.

  It is love

  that falls

  into you.

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  Even though your eyes

  speak of the

  broken promises that

  someone once made,

  someone’s eyes

  somewhere

  will speak of

  the love that they have for your

  brokenness.

  All of the places that let

  you

  go

  are leading you to

  your

  home.

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  I forgot to forget about

  you

  when I tried to

  forget

  you.

  I run from you

  to

  you.

  You are

  every destination

  I ever knew.

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  You broke my heart into

  pieces.

  Now that it’s open,

  I can see how much love

  it has inside.

  I can see how much love

  every piece of it deserves,

  and that’s not the love that

  you gave me.

  So thank you for allowing

  me to see

  how much love

  I have inside of me.

  There is a sadness attached

  to some endings that

  no beginning

  can ever erase.

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  My heart tells me every night:

  Let go of the hurt.

  Let go of the pain.

  Stay pure,

  as you’ve always been.

  Forgive them.

  Forgive yourself.

  Release them.

  Release yourself.

  Tomorrow is a new day.

  Fall asleep with nothing

  in your heart but

  love.

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  I am sensiti
ve.

  It means that when I laugh,

  I laugh my heart out.

  And when I cry,

  the birds in the sky

  cry with me.

  When I see pain in your eyes,

  I feel it in my heart.

  My sensitivity makes me

  real.

  If you want me,

  know that I will not

  leave my sensitivity

  to be loved by

  anyone.

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  You chose to let me go.

  My gift to you is

  twenty years of

  walking away.

  When they see that you

  actually moved on,

  they might come back and

  tell you that they are happy

  that you gave them space and that

  you’ve become in control of your

  emotions.

  Don’t fall for that.

  They only want the thrill of

  having you care about them

  again,

  and once you do,

  they will walk away.

  Again.

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  You say that I mean

  nothing

  to you,

  but you search for my eyes

  in the face of every woman

  you meet.

  You search for my warmth

  in the soul of every woman

  you seek.

  You think that

  if time and circumstance

  forced you to force me

  out of your life,

  that time and circumstance

  owe you

  a woman like me.

  Search, my darling.

  Search.

  I do not come

  twice

  in the eternity that passed

  nor in the one to come.

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  Your sky no longer

  means a thing

  to me,

  for I am in a totally

  different universe.

  Keep your clouds out of my

  sky.

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  The worst kind of

  pain

  is the one that you

  feel but

  cannot express.

  Your words cause a

  storm inside of you,

  trying to escape through

  your eyes or

  your skin, but

  your silence cages them

  inside.

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  You asked me:

  “How can I make the ending of

  us

  easier on you?”

  “Stay.”

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  In a coffee shop

  one day,

  you will see me sitting

  next to the window,

  sipping on my coffee

  the same way

  I used to

  and looking out the window

  the same way

  I used to.

  You will wonder if I still think about you

  the same way

  I used to

  or if I am still waiting for you to come back

  the same way

  I used to.

  You better walk away, because

  I no longer crave you in my life

  the same way I used to.

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  Oh, little voice of mine,

  they want to weaken you.

  Stay strong.

  They want to silence you.

  Stay alive.

  They want you to follow.

  Revolt.

  They want you to speak to impress them.

  Speak honestly.

  They want to dim your grace.

  Stay kind.

  Oh, little voice of mine,

  remember when you’re heard one day

  to give a voice to the

  unheard.

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  You escaped my soul

  through my tears.

  My love for you was as

  deep

  as the ocean,

  and that’s how far down I dove.

  I cried enough to fill the ocean

  and float my soul back

  to shore.

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  I hope one day

  when the tables turn

  that I am no longer

  sitting at them.

  I have no interest in

  helping karma

  take its course,

  nor am I interested in treating

  them

  the way they treated

  me.

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  We run from attachment to

  attachment,

  as if that is the solution.

  The problem is that

  we fail to love

  ourselves

  without someone loving

  us.

  And we fail to see

  our self-worth

  without someone seeing

  it.

  Do not detach from yourself

  to attach to someone else.

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  When new love comes along:

  I am so afraid of

  giving you the pieces of

  my soul that

  I gave before.

  They are still hurting and

  perhaps too

  fragile

  to trust again.

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  When new love comes along,

  it might feel like this:

  Your kind of love

  makes me want to love

  again.

  It makes me want to

  forget about every love

  that turned out to be

  not love

  and fly into the ocean of

  you

  and dip into the sky of

  you.

  You left, too.

  But thank you for allowing me to

  write about love

  again.

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  If your sky is

  a lot clearer without

  me,

  I will not be a cloud

  in your space.

  May the love that

  finds you

  put sunshine in your sky.

  I will work on cherishing

  the clouds in my soul

  that cause rainbows

  after the rain.

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  Leave me to my sadness if

  you do

  not

  understand it.

  Don’t pretend to

  care

  if you don’t.

  Don’t pretend to know the

  way.

  Because you don’t.

  No one does.

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  Why do you love feeling

  when you fall in love but

  hate it when you’re in

  pain?

  How do you expect pain to leave you if

  you

  do not

  feel it

  so it can leave

  you?

  Let it hurt you.

  Let it drain you.

  Let it destroy you.

  For only after your destruction will you

  rebuild an extraordinary masterpiece of

  your soul and say:

  “I own all that I am.”

  So go ahead. Crumble.

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  Just because they

  deny

  that they caused you

  pain,

  it does not mean that they

  didn’t.

  Why do you still believe them

  anyway?

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  If you have to beg for

  their love, then

  it’s not love.

&nb
sp; Giving love because you

  feel it

  is different from giving it because

  you have to.

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  To the one who comes into my life:

  I don’t want the stars.

  I want you to capture them in my eyes as you look my way.

  I don’t want the moon.

  I want you to capture its light and guide our way

  through the darkest of nights

  as you hold my hand.

  I don’t want the sun.

  I want you to use its beautiful rays to put color into

  the memories that we make together.

  I don’t want empty words.

  I would rather meaningful silence.

  I don’t want things.

  I want happiness.

  I knew that I started

  healing

  when I started seeing a

 

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