"betided" poems
i loved every single thing about him. all those moments with him, of course, have already been betided. i desired to repeat the past but i don't behold the possibility.
i have ascertained that he had to scoot away from me. it made me feel woebegone. my fragile heart shattered into pieces. everything i saw bedimmed my mind.
he was my everything. he made me experience transcendence which brought my hopes up high. he just left without any farewells; i was too attached to him.
why did he leave without stating any motive? how could i move on? what would my life look like without his presence? will i persist loving another person?
i guess that i have to carry on. life goes on even though he has vanished. i deserve someone better. yet, it's the juncture to let go.
May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 3:04 PM UTC