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Aug 2017 · 260
A BUS RIDE
Lia Aug 2017
All it took was a bus ride to realize that everything has changed
I stare at the window while remembering you and it feels a bit strange
The cars passing by seem to be just like our love that went by so fast
A picture of us under the moon and the stars that was all in the past

All it took was a bus ride to realize how awful was the sound of your laughter
I feel the slightest pinch of ache knowing you are sound asleep next to another
While I am moving away from this place and its city lights,
I pray for peace of mind and less of the sleepless nights

All it took was a bus ride to realize that you were a lesson I cannot avoid
And you could not say the reason why my heart was left with a large void
This empty seat beside me reminds me of the bittersweet story that we had
If I could just turn back time, I will take us back to when everything was rad

All it took was a bus ride to realize that you are not my destination anymore
Sometimes I see myself waiting outside of your front door
I’m on a bus with strangers who are probably escaping something too
While you are still your usual self, the one who hasn’t even got a clue

All it took was a bus ride to realize that love does not stand a chance
You were fighting your own battle, I was alone in our circumstance
How many can understand the agony of losing someone, maybe only a few
But I’m on a bus and I’m headed home—away from the feelings I had for you.
Aug 2017 · 308
ROSES ARE RED
Lia Aug 2017
Your love for me was like a bud of rose,
Filled with thorns and yet beautiful
I would not mind writing you a poem or a prose.
And just like a rose, your love has bloomed,
I was blinded by its beauty, little did I know I was doomed.
But just like a rose, and all the flowers in the garden,
Your love turned old, bitter and cold all of a sudden.
And there I was, wishing that your love was like a sunflower instead.
But you were holding a bouquet of roses that night with everything that has been said.

I am consumed by the words, “Roses are red…”
I love you, loved you rather, but why can’t I get this out of my head?
I realized that I wish I had a love like a sunflower,
Bright and wonderful, but you were chasing another.
Your love until the very end was like a rose,
Filled with thorns, and it decayed.
Your love faded, just like the rest of them, you never stayed.
Aug 2017 · 399
IT HAS BEEN A WHILE
Lia Aug 2017
Guess what? Summer is over, and so are we
It has been a while since the last time you were lying next to me
There was this one night when I felt the slightest pinch of hurt,
I kind of miss you but not the times you treated me like dirt.

When I bumped into you I wanted to say, “Hi. How are you? It has been a while..”
But rather I just gave you a nod while wearing my brightest smile,
You walked away from us, and so did I
But I can’t pretend that I don’t want to know the reason why.

And it has been a while since I wrote about anything,
Just around the corner, I witness you start your new fling
So it triggered my thoughts that have been at bay
Yet I’m stuck right here with almost nothing to say.

Amidst the confusion, I’m all good now.
Best to end your show, go on and take a bow.
I recount our story filled with misery with considerable bile
You are my last love and it makes no sense because it has been a while.

— The End —