Confessions on an Early Sunrise

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Confessions on an Early Sunrise

I will love you.
Love you hard.

I will tell you, you are my person
I will make slurry confessions about how secure you make me feel.
I will make you lead the way.
I will answer all your questions.
I will hold your hand at times and smile at you.
I will notice how your lips curve upwards when your favourite music plays on the stereo.
I will tell you about the habits you didn’t know you had.

You will love me for noticing the smallest of the things about you.
I will put my head on your shoulders while going back home.
And when she will try to do the same, you will go rigid.
Because I used to do that and you fell in love with that. You wont kiss her forehead then.Not again

I will take you to your favourite food place.
I will hug you a little tighter than usual.
I will fit in those arms of yours.
So that when you hug the next person, there are empty spaces that won’t be filled.

I will kiss you. Slowly. Tenderly.
I will kiss you with life when the sun takes its last breath on a purple evening.
And when you kiss the next girl,she will still taste me.
I will make late night calls and tell you I had nightmares.
And when you are wide awake at 4am, you won’t sleep. Because my lop sided grin will haunt you in your dreams.

I will make you miss me. Promise.
I will put your arm over my tummy and scoot closer to you on a chilly Thursday night.
From then onwards, you will prefer your left side to be empty. No matter how cold.

I will be the reason you won’t let another girl in.
Because of me, you won’t ask her to go out on a walk with you.
Because of me, you won’t look at her while she is sipping her coffee.
I will scare you.

You won’t fall for anyone ever again.
And you will hate me for that.
I will make you question everything.Promise
I will make you wonder if that was all a dream.
Or a nightmare, perhaps?

I will love you so hard that you will break into a million pieces.
I will destroy you
And you will find yourself wanting to come back to me.
But I won’t be found. Anywhere. Promise.
Because that’s what I do.
I hurt people and disappear.

So, tell me.
Will you still love me?
Will you run away with me if I ask you to?

Alvi Rahmaan
Alvi Rahmaan
Pile of words

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