Philophobia

He asked me if
I was afraid of him leaving,
I told him that
I was afraid of
him staying.

He leaves love notes
on my lamp side,
hoping I would find
them a bit too late.

I see him, often,
sneaking in the corners
and depths of my quilt.
I think he searches for
reasons behind my
blatant disapproval
to take a step forward.
He is already standing
at the end line.
We run anti-parallel,
so I am standing too close
to the exit gate.

For far too long now,
I have had my luggage
at the door,
ready to be picked
in a week or two,
once everything has
bled or faded in time.

We crash in all
the already broken corners.

Maybe I should come with
a Fragile Warning.

“Handle with care, one impact shatters all.”

So, do not try to hang
more skeletons in my closet
than those who already breathe as a reminder.
Don’t spill out
blueness from your mouth,
thinking I am your future.
I will just make it bluer.

-Taru Gupta


Philophobia is the fear of falling in love.

Two days back, I performed spoken word poetry for the first time. It was one of the best experiences I have had behind a mic. So, I will be posting their videos as soon as I get them on my Instagram. Make sure you follow my Instagram if you want regular quote updates.

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Love,
Taru.

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