I begged and pleaded him to stay,
I said I'd protect him come what may,
I apologised for the smallest things that day,
But he looked at me and said "Go Away".
I cried for a long day,
And all through the nights, all I did was pray,
All I need was that ray,
Which would make me close this wound one day.
I fixed my way,
And stitched my wound that day,
Because I was not his princess, I was my own queen to slay.
And even tomorrow if he comes in my way,
And asks me to stay,
I would remember my tears of that day,
And say,
"Darling, no way."
Moving on is closing a door which leads no where. It's stitching wounds. It's forgetting a past to a glorious future.
Toxic people remain toxic. Set them free.
You don't need him. You need yourself.
Here's to a better future.
Hmu if you're going through something similar! =)
Love, harshi
