It was a hot summer night that I first thought about how you have lost me. And so here it goes.

You've lost me the first time you  tried finding happiness from someone else's touch.
Lost me the moment I saw those blueprints saved in your phone.

You've lost me the moment I first found out that you lied. You've lost me too, the second time around.

You've lost me the moment we fought and not give a **** about it just because you ran and leaped into a familiar embrace. You've lost me the moment you drew another artful deception.

You've lost me when I chose not leave you just because of the aforementioned reasons. You've lost me the moment I uncovered the truth.

You've lost me the moment i felt the warmth of your yesterday burning and causing pain in my chest.


You've lost me the moment you killed me. I can say that for a moment I was dead. Longing for that one kiss that could've kept me alive. The assurance of your never ending love. But then, I can't stay in that coffin for too long. For barely holding on to your seasoned presence. I can't stay dead anymore. And right there, the moment I first opened my eyes, I realized you've lost me.

I chose to walk on my broken hearted soul topped with the stems of love I was willing to bid. All because I thought I would be walking beside you.

But you took another road.

I thought I have lost you. But I realized it was you who have lost.