The sorrow is yours,
As much as it's mine,
Your heart has rights to its tears,
The same way mine cries.
The treasured moments,
Are tucked,
In the curve of my lips,
Just the way they, sometimes, creep to your cheeks,
And make you blush.
The nostalgia, the sweet pang behind them,
Can be read in your eyes,
Just as obviously as they show in mine.
The sorrow is yours,
As much as it's mine,
Your heart has rights to its tears,
The way mine cries.
Don't bother drawing lines,
We are bound to cross,
My heart is crazy,
Just as bad as yours.
The rumors that transcend,
Like wildfire in dry woods,
My contribution to these stories,
Are as much as yours.
Give words to these memories,
A tune to these words,
The old tune that you'll hum,
Will belong to me, as much as it belongs to you.
My verses,
And your prose,
Tell the same tale,
Of same loss.
This sorrow is yours,
As much as it's mine.
When a relationship ends, both sides are hurt, it is not like only one of them has the right to be hurting...and it is something we forget. We think we are alone in our pain, and that makes us sadder. Tbh I don't really think it is easy being friends with someone you were romantically involved with...but I do believe that one should let go of grudges cause after all, their part in your story was as much as yours.