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Aug 2019
When did it start?
My heart beats rhymed with yours,
Should I know you were leaving,
Long have I fessed to you,
These bottled words,

When did you notice?
Did I act differently?
Deserving, am I? For your worries.
How well do you know of me?
Give up, would I? On trying,
Should I know.

I met you.
On one fateful day? No, just a day.
You saw me, when I didn’t,
You held onto me,
When I was trying,
To let go,
Of me.

In truth, if I had known,
I deserved you,
Long would I see, your ascend,
As the sun rises,
A new light, over the mountains,
Paved a gold path,
For you along with my words,
And a tree, to carry beyond.

Oh, pathetic soul,
What could hurt me so bad,
That I won’t open my eyes,
Even the slightest,
Even to try,
To see you,
In your warmth of a smile,
To see me,
Caressed, by your halo.

Now, I bid you adieu,
Silently, without any say,
With the bottle, still in my hands,
With guilt and a thought,
What happened, happens for a reason,
Another mystery, a misery,
Which will forever mute me,
And blind me,
From seeing another,
Light as accepting as yours.
We've been through so much that sometimes we tend to focus more on things that suffocates us than those who cared for us. Don't let this blind you, look at them, truly see, what they've done for you, don't take them for granted, before it's too late.
Goddess Rue
Written by
Goddess Rue  20/F/Malaysia
       Catnip Lily, Bogdan Dragos and Solomon
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