I've heard this somewhere and
i sense it to be true , that
   trees can communicate
in some bizarre language
   and they feel the pain
when we cut them through .

You should've taught me how to LET GO ,
I stood dumb frozen without a clue, on
how to tackle your practical overlook .
You kept explaining that we weren't meant to be .
How could i grasp ,without bursting into tears.
You felt fine after you emptied your heart,
you played my emotions and conveniently left .
And i stayed back not knowing how to move ahead .
You should've taught me how to LET GO , beforehand .

you took away all  that i had
you knocked my heart down
sharp arrow of destitution pierced through my chest
slashing my heart into two pieces of junk
which meant absolutely nothing to you
for this very end .

suddenly i can not relive the taste of your lips
and for once in these past years i feel relieved .

i've been talking to the stars lately ,
they know my secrets now
they're aware of my embarrassments  
they know i stutter when i call you mine ,
i believe they like our story 'cause
they twinkle bright when i speak of you ,

i am asking for a vow and i hope you keep it this time
a vow to not mention our broken love story to the stars .

for they shall remember us for evermore .
let us stay in their world as two agapornis
and not as two terribly broken hearts .

never held your hand
never kissed your lips
never been so close to feel your breath
is it stupid to say ,
i feel your warmth when i go to bed .

if i tell them  all about me
will they understand me for once ?
if i cry and complain
will they empathize with my past?
if i laugh and burst into tears
will they uncover my masked fears ?
if i point right and wrong
will they embolden me for being bold ?
what if i verbalize and don't pause
how long will they tolerate me ?