Calling Drunk — Jaded

Pasting by the life we built,
like films on a movie board—
the beginning, the middle, the ending.
We created scenes of happy days,
torn apart by the pain of others’ jealousy.
Their envy lingered,
a shadow on our brightest frames,
turning laughter into echoes,
joy into something fragile, fleeting.
The satire, a soaring bestseller,
charted our drama
with the most overwhelming, heartfelt ending.
Pasting by the life we built,
like films on a movie board—
dragged into an electric auditorium.
The lights dimmed, the reels spun,
and we became spectators
to the love we crafted,
then lost in the spaces between.
Cries, laughter, and gasps—
forever broken by our voices,
echoing through the darkness in the speakers.
Did we lose ourselves in giving so much?
Still, others felt warmth, serenity, and joy,
even as we faded into the shadows of our story.

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