what used to be so vibrant
is now dull and lifeless
what used to be so bright
is now covered in darkness
her heart that was once so vivid
and contained every hue
has now turned into gray
all because of you

I thought we were on the same page
I guess I have always been ahead of you
but is it possible that perhaps all this time
we were reading two different books?

she was so full of love
even before you met her
she was so full of confidence
even before you flattered her
so how come that when you left
it was emptiness that she felt
filling every inch of her soul
just like a one giant black hole

People say,
the best present
you could give
to someone
is love.
But love
can come
in any form,
any shape,
or any manner.
As for me,
my kind of love,
is simply
walking away.

my eyes are seemingly dry
yet I can hear my heart cry
the corners of my lips rose
yet pain is all it that it shows
I must be really good at this
keeping all emotions I can’t release
carrying all this weight on my own
waiting for the day when I’ll just explode

why can’t people just mean what they say
and keep every promise made
for I hold onto each of them every single day
hoping I don’t end up feeling dismayed

why can’t people just say what they mean
and leave no single word undefined
for I believe what we could have been
rests in the words we left behind

it was late afternoon
when she got into the station
she won't return anytime soon
for staying is not an option
she has no idea where she's bound to
but it’s clear that her heart’s already through
with all the countless lies that she heard
and all the people who didn’t see her worth