Restart My Heart

By Tanmaye Karri

My heart melts for one.

For one alone it beats.

But his heart beats for none.

And his presence inevitably retreats.

Years of time we’ve spent together.

Thinking of our love, a tether. 

Plans of forever being made.

And yet, all of them inevitably delayed.

Blissfully unaware of my presence,

making me terribly wish for a senescence, 

He spoke words not meant for my ear.

Shattering my heart, little left to adhere.

Easy to put up with, he said.

Easier to spend his life with, he stressed.

Easiest to appease and fool, he conversed.

To his friends about me without once coerced.

I walk on towards him thinking anew.

Numbing myself and make anew come true.

My voice calmly and sharply silencing his.

Shocking him, forcing his thoughts amiss.

And this I’ve done, hoping to stitch my heart.

Wishing to break his stone cold one apart.

With a silent smile, feeling terribly distraught.

While praying for my heart to once again restart.

By Tanmaye Karri