Whispers of Silence

Bad Bye's and Why's

Someone's pain could be
   other's happiness.
An individual's loss could be
   someone else's gain.
I should've known that to give
   happiness demands
   sacrifices,
Then maybe, taunting regrets
   won't come again.

Should I have done better?
Would tighter hugs could've
   brought departures less
   agony?
Would our smiles could've been
   wider?
Thousand thoughts swarming
   my mind, yet your hands
   seem to be much farther
   away.

Memories drowned my heart
   deep in melancholic seas.
Doubts filled my mind like
   haphazardous mud making
   me numb.
Would time be kind on us?
And as he runs, let oblivion be
   upon us and do its job?

Will my pain really equate their
   happiness?
But–why me?