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Aina F Ismail Sep 2010
She laid down
and pulled the cover up to her chin
She talked to herself
as if she's talking to you
because talking to you
is something she'd never get through
It's something she can never do

She said how could you
how could you leave her just like that
She said how dare you
how dare you treat her dignity like that
and make her feel so bad
These are well-rehearsed lines
which she says from time to time
But as she's blinking back the tears
the lines disappears
and all that's left with her were her fears
and the memories she holds so dear
All that's left with her were her pain and anger
and she thought she could cry forever
She remembered the time
when she would go to bed smiling
When your love was her silver lining

She wiped her wet cheeks
and turned to her side
and whispered to herself
"Everything's gonna be alright. Goodnight."
A remnant of a dark time. I don't feel like this anymore. :) It's true what people say, happiness rarely begets art.
Aina F Ismail Sep 2010
I learned
What fragile thing trust can be
The foundation of relationship
The foundation of sanity
Trust is what you must build
Earn, develop
Trust for you and me
But so many people had been blinded by trust
He couldn't possibly!
But then he did
You say
Why didn't I see?
Why did the truth escape me?
You read too much into it
You think too much about it
Every word is untrue
Every sentence is not the truth
Caution turns into a mission
Sensibility turns into a mission
You will always think
What do you want from me?
What did that mean?

No peace
No serenity
Always hovering
Among the clouds of doubt
Without it
Another remnant!

— The End —