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wafa Apr 2020
The happiness was brief,
The sadness stayed long.
I thought we had all the time in the world,
Well I thought wrong.
a reminder that we don't have all the time in the world. the happy moments we have now will be gone someday.
wafa Jan 2020
Everything and everyone that comes after you are easier,
because nothing is harder than you.

Nothing is harder than leaving you.
Nothing is harder than not replying to you.
Nothing is harder than pretending you don’t mean anything to me.
Nothing is harder than forgetting you.
Nothing is harder than seeing you loving someone and that someone isn’t me.
Nothing is harder than writing to you knowing you would never be able to read it.
I wrote this some times ago. I found someone harder than you & now he’s leaving too
wafa Dec 2019
I filled my mind with the nice thoughts of you,
Painted them with the prettiest shade of pink,
Because I like pink,
And I like you.

And I need to at least know,
What colour do you paint me?
because you deserve a spot in here :)
wafa Dec 2019
Is it all the thing I said,
Or the ones left unsaid,
That makes me feel so regretful.

I want to stop dwelling over this,
And be happy again.
But I stop knowing what happiness is,
After losing you.

It is painful,
Every time I try to reach out to someone,
The first person that comes into my mind,
Is you.

I don't have your phone number saved,
In my phone.
But I have it engraved,
Permanently in my brain.

I just don't know how to end this.
wafa Sep 2019
you’ve been sitting on the praying mat for an hour,
with tears falling from your eyes,
your face it wet,
realisation hits you hard.

you are selfish.
you make selfish wish.
you think what you prayed for is what best for everyone.

well you thought wrong.

you finally make one final wish,
for Him to put everything to its place,
let him decide what’s best for you,
and everyone you love.
wafa Aug 2019
there are many ways to spell it out
or say it out loud
I craved for it
it was a long time until I was sure—
almost sure I could never own it

I stopped dreaming

then I saw others having something I couldn’t even dream to have

that drove a rush in me
I couldn’t explain
was it jealousy?
or a plain hatred?

today, I’m sure I still want it
I’ll keep dreaming
because a girl like me can only dream
another phase of misery all over again
wafa Jul 2019
I don’t want to talk about regret.
Regret is a waste of time.
Even though I have so many.

I believe I made the right call.
But I still find myself starting to miss you,
From time to time.

I want to hear your lies.
I’ll pretend they are true.

Oh **** yes,
I miss you, *******,
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