Glaring vacantly into the ceiling, I am wondering what's true,
I need to stop reliving my past to settle a life without you.

It's not easy to forget all and take a new start,
With all those memories I planted in the soil of my heart.

I had painted a whole life with you under my eyelid,
And it's just as if I am leaving a storybook in the mid.

You have become another shard in my brain that aches me,
I was a blind fool misled by your simpler of gestures but now I can see.