Your Silence Hurts.
Goodbye hurts. Especially when that goodbye
Is not what we want.
Maybe it is not a goodbye.
Maybe it is just a small misunderstanding,
Which will get solved
In the time that is about to come.
Just maybe, you will come back to me.
Perhaps, I am supposed to leave you,
But we both know that I am not that strong.
Can a single moment of misunderstanding
Be so poisonous
So as to ruin all the great moments we had together?
No, if you really care.
We shouldn't miss people who don't miss us, right?
Then? What happened to me?
Why isn't this working out with me?
Every time I feel like we are gonna make it,
That is when everything falls apart.
Maybe that is because you think
That you need to explain yourself to me.
Or coz you think that I am always pointing fingers at you.
I don't need an explanation. I trust you.
And just at times when people try to waver my trust on you
I need you to be there with me,
To slap them tight on their faces.
But maybe this is what was supposed to happen.
Coz you know, you will never know the value of a moment
Until it becomes a memory.
It is hard to wait for something you want,
But it is even harder when you know
That it is everything you want.
You know, when you rest your head on a pillow
And tears start flowing subconsciously,
That's when you realize that you are really broken.
I am hurt, am shattered,
But you know what?
I'll put on a brave smile and move on.
It will hurt, but I will survive.
Now I dont know what is gonna happen.
Is it a goodbye or I'll have to let you go, forever?
Whateva it is,
When the pages of my book end
You will be one of its most beautiful chapters.
Now it is up to you.
Whether you want this chapter
To last forever, even if not forever a little bit longer
Or end it over here.
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It's Not the First Time I was Wrong
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