A Gleam of Light

i want to believe
i want to believe it so much that my heart tore
over the love he showered me
over the kindness he presented with gilds of gold

i want to bury the doubts
the tiny teeth of suspicions that are too much to bear
i want to silence the anger
the hurt that was inflicted far before his time

why am i doing this..
its like the sun being shadowed with dark clouds
the largest diamond with a scratch barely seen
why am i denying myself of rapture..

he is there..
a gleam of light in winded tunnel

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