365 days since we last talked,
when away from my life you walked.
Things had never been the same,
since I asked for our relationship a name.
What went wrong?
What's taking so long,
to talk to me again like before?
Is it wrong of me asking for more?
Was it because on all the times you felt stalked,
by me whenever just looking at you made me feel gawked?
Had I played the wrong game,
with you which perhaps made you lose your renowed fame?
When in reality it feels like I have lost my only drop of existing fame.Regret has been hitting deep,
all those times making me weep,
tears of hoplessness cuz I cant turn back those times.
I dont hear chimes,
of hope fairy tale princesses get to hear.
I only wanted you near,
to me but sadly now the emotions you make me feel have become my biggest fear.
Never knew how wanting someone close could push them afar.
Would you never get to hear how sorry I are?
Is this my written fate?
Is it meant to be filled with sorrowful sins?
Where loved ones would eventually hate,
me for me, am I not meant for any wins?
Am I supposed to live with these fate and sins?They say when one says no to you today,
someone will say yes to you oneday.
But I dont want that someone,
when in my eyes you are already the one.
Yet I know waiting for you is as useless,
as hoping for the day the sun would rise in the west.
Plus I am done with these emotions being in a mess,
I need this drama to come to a rest.
I need time to accept my fate and sins.Time has ticked away eventually,
and actually,
actually I've found a happier place,
which doesnt anymore involve your face.
Heartstrings still subtly tied,
but the adoration and respect for you has died.
Better company I have found,
made me realise my worth and stand on my own ground.
Never felt so empowered,
That now I regret the times I was a coward,
when I took the blame you should clearly take,
not my problem reputation makes you behave as a fake.
where despite you said a no,
yet you intentionally try to bring my hopes up high.
Hence now I am letting you go,
I am gonna fly high,
without you.
This is my written fate,
filled with sorrowful sins,
but in the end I have got the biggest wins,
myself and myself.
Those who hate me can learn to love their self,
cause I am supposed to live with my fate and sins.
I am in love with my fate and sins.
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𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒔
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