Complete

I’ve had so many failed relationships throughout my life that sometimes, just sometimes it takes a toll on me. Why did they fail? Why with me? Am I the problem? Am I too stubborn? Unbendable? Am I that difficult to deal with? These were some questions that cluttered my mind and they still do that sometimes. Except, this time I know just the trick to not let them get to me, and I present to you, the theory of completeness.

Ever since we have got a mind of our own to think with, one of the most common phrases that we had heard people say about love, friendships, and relationships in general is: they complete me, he completes me, my friends complete me, blah blah blah. Honestly, I used to believe it was this way too unless one day I realized it wasn’t. Completing someone is a myth and one of the most dangerous and heartbreaking myths so far. It has ruined lives, and relationships and led things to end that were otherwise good to go. The fact that we expect someone to come into our lives and complete us is a proof that we believe that we, in ourselves, are not complete and you can spend thousands on therapy and watch motivational videos and do all sorts of yoga and mind exercises but nothing will work unless you get that one thing straight. Self-Worth. Accept yourself for what you are, hype yourself up, and DO NOT let the world trick you into believing that there is someone out there, yet to come into your life, to complete you. You complete yourself. There is no one in the world who can love you the way you love yourself and that is the reason so many relationships fail. People expect their partners to love them unconditionally and when they realize that isn’t a possibility they move on thinking that they might not be the one. Whereas the right approach is to know that there is only one person in the world who can, in fact, give you that unconditional love and that is, drumroll please, you. Come on, say it with me. I complete myself. I always did, I was just too caught up to see that. I love myself and forever will. I am complete in myself and looking for people who are complete in themselves so that they do not come falling into me for that completeness. I feel it. I know it. I am complete. Welcome to the new age.

Delilah

24th august, Delilah was born

Jolly bells and cute as hell’s

5th April, Delilah was torn

She was depressed, even the dumbest could tell.

Delilah is a growing kid

She is turning 8 next month

She puts her old toys in a box to get rid

Her dad brings her more books, another ton

Delilah was expecting some appreciation for the sacrifice she made

But daddy was too busy explaining her the importance of books.

Delilah took the pressure and drank in a slurp

Now she is about to be a teen

Her daddy tells her now her life would take a turn

But Delilah was prepared, she has always been.

Delilah was expecting some support for her new found identity

But daddy was too busy explaining her what not to do.

Its Delilah’s first state level cricket match

She is almost 17 and the captain of her team

She was so hung up on proving herself that she misses a catch

Her heart rate dropped for a second, it seems

Delilah was expecting a shoulder to cry on

But daddy was too busy telling her where she went wrong.

Delilah turned 21 yesterday, making coffee, studying late night

She had to clear the exam daddy so desperately wanted her to

Delilah was not so confident though, but she knew she might

She was feeling sick, thought skipping was the best thing to do

Delilah was expecting daddy to forgive her one mistake

But daddy was too busy growling how she lost her future.

Delilah had been missing for the past 5 days

Her coach called her home to make sure she was fine

She hung herself in a dark unlit room, the newspaper says

On the wall she left a note saying, “Daddy, oh divine!”

Delilah was expecting daddy to shed a tear for his daughter

He sure did, but not until he lost her.

Don’t Need You

It’s been a month since you left me,

And I won’t lie, it hurts

Honestly, I had no Idea your absence

Will haunt me so much.

Oh dear, but let me tell you,

I still don’t regret my decision

It’s just the fact that

I thought our love was pure precision.

Do you remember our midnight walks?

Parallel to the sea breeze

I remember the words you said

Came out of your mouth with such ease.

And no doubt I believed them

You were such a pretty liar

You were all a girl could ask for

Until you set her world on fire.

All my life you made me

Think small of myself

You took my confidence away

framing the perfect girl your mind dwelled.

But I cannot disagree

 It was me, the real fool

Worshipped every word you said

It was my life, but I let you rule.

I don’t remember what I saw in you

You were barely half the man as me

 Every day I needed your reassurance

How foolish can one be!

But oh, my dear

Not only was I wrong

But now I realize

I was the goddess all along.

Your last words, still

Echo in my head

I recall, “you need me”

Is exactly what you said.

But my prince of the shallow seas

You think too high of yourself

Maybe that’s the reason

You put me on the bottom shelf.

And of course, I couldn’t take it

what else could I have done?

even your mother despised you

but honey, weren’t you the only son?

So today, my long-lost lover

let me say a thing or two

I wanted you in my life

 but I promise I didn’t need you!