Silence is how my peace is shown, Yet it’s also my own kind of drown. Different tones and emotions are very confusing, But hearing them personally makes it soothing.
Disappointed is an understatement, Strongly hurt by simple words spoken by you. Feeling wounded from that comment, The feelings placed on you all flew.
Don't rush to give what you can't take back, Let the gift rest, don't stay on track. A thoughtful touch, a playful thought, Not every gift needs to be sought.
Promised myself to not shed any tears, Tearing up remembering those years. Greatly affected to all the happenings, Moving forward with many sufferings.
Words that are flattering to hear, Just for someone else listening dear. All the gestures you exhibit privately, Directing your attention towards me happily.
Aching for praises that made you Attracted to them, sticking like a glue. All the empty days that were wasted thinking, About how you’ve change by the slightest linking.