No matter how I said to everyone that 'I'm okay' and 'I'm fine'. But everytime I'm alone in my room. The emptiness would reflect my feelings and the darkness envelop my whole being. The tears that I hide for a thousand smiles was shed one by one until it's countless.
I really want to share it with somebody but they don't understand. All I could see in their eyes is sympathy which is I don't need it. Losing someone you loved the most is something that you lose half of your life.
How is it that I mean so little to you? When I cry my whole heart out blue How is it fair that I'm the one crying every night? When you're out there living your best ******* life Do I really mean so little to you? After all these years of us being perfectly dued To this thing called love... How can I mean so little to you? You ******* *******.
I know its selfish. I know it's selfish to want you to ache for me the way I am for you.
in just 30 mins i hear her voice see her face touch her hands the heat of her embrace yet I feel nothing we can now properly talk like normal people and the best part of it is i feel relieved because I am now sure that the woman I'm with right now is the one that I want to be for the rest of my life.
3 years since I made the poetry 40 minutes. Now I am sure that I already moved on from her.
I water myself daily, play my heartstrings like a ukulele the music makes me smile, my art child I can no longer blame me, for the times you were shady cannot stay hostile, the negativity is vile I move on and I move in, to my new skin I got into my groove and I let myself in to the world of violins that play for my smirk I was ******, hurt, and overworked but now as I rest in my throne of pillows I realize true peace as I watch the wind bend the willows