i love the way u wrote poems for me
i love the way u smiled and laughed with me
i love the way u protect and comfort me
i love the way u gaze into my eyes
i love the way u take longer routes just to spend more time with me
i love the way u trusted me
i love the way u were loyal and committed to me
i love the way u cared and helped me
i love the way u change for the better
i love the way u sang songs for me
i love the way u whispered i love u to me
but i hate the way u left me

heard that u talked about her.
you told your friends how blessed u were
you told your friends how much u loved her
you told your friends that you didn’t want to lose her

you didn’t want to break her heart
but the more u think
the more it worsens
only negative thoughts were running in your head
floating
scattering
and confusing

you told your friends she deserves better
you told your friends you aren’t good enough
you told your friends that you were inferior

you overthink
and soon after you were drifting
and slowly breaking
you were mentally drained
you were tired
and things weren’t going well

in the end, the first letter of my name adds up to the password.
the password consisted of his ex(s) name.

the only reason i wrote
was because of him
and for him,  
him only.

I never expected you
To live up to your name

with the right person
at the right time
yet it was a crime

there were boundaries he couldn’t step out of
there were lines he couldn’t cross
shall he does it
both shall risk loss

my forbidden love
and his heart caged
what a stage
if only we could break free from this page

from these sufferings
from these offerings
offerings for the love that—
sigh

this forbidden
shan’t be hidden
shall my love be boldly written

shattered pieces   s                   T           E
                                  C      a              r
     ­                                          t       e           D

my l♡ve never ——  m A t T E r e D
for my heart have been bruised and battered
I am t  0 R n  and   t A t T 3 R

my love ,,? !#@%+
don’t you know that I’m  h U r T
and b R o K 3 N  by you
whom used the hammer
to crush that  f r a g i l e  glass
that—— h e A r T

but now that we are   a     p     a     r     t
shall I have a fResH start

restarting program...///
feelings back on again——
what was in the bin picked itself back again
the memories flood in again
again.. !$%#¥  a G a i N   A g A I N
going back to where i began.