It's hitting me slowly
from inside
to watch you in bliss,
without me,
from outside.
Once, I meant a world to you.
But now my chapter is shattered.
I believed myself
to be your life's
only story,
though, my tale was written with
no glory.
You left my heart
drowning in the lake of
colourless hopes,
and I stayed there
in the depth,
thinking for the
help and
ropes.