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Overthinking compels him to write,
It was twenty-sixteen,
The happiest man without the concept of love,
His heart was pure and clean.
Suddenly, he found a queen,
Is it right to see himself as a king?
Quietly, he thinks, the vibes are matching,
He finds himself trapped in love and its dealings.
Time passes, and the attachment grows stronger.
Unconditionally, he gave 100% to her.
Now he wonders if it’s right to give all of yourself to someone.
He understands it when his investment is ghosted, like it never mattered.
Overthinking compels him to write,
It is twenty-twenty-four.
His healing heart, once again pure and clean,
But with one difference: now it is stronger than before.
~Hrithik Borsaikia
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