Don't Read Me

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Past 3 a.m. in the morning,

I stare this letter in front of me.

Inviting and seducing me

So I just want to read it.

But my heart dictates me not.

How cruel she was.

Left me when I was young,

Did she exactly do the right?

Or make things so worse?

But my heart dictates me not.

I remember how weak I was.

Without her arms on my side,

I felt I was terribly helpless inside.

She wanted to say sorry.

But my heart dictates me not.

She came 2 weeks ago,

I was emotionally mixed.

Don’t know exactly what to say.

I just miss her a lot.

But my heart dictates me not.

From fancy clothes of New York,

To lavish perfumes of Germany,

She almost gave everything.

All I want is to be with her.

But my heart dictates me not.

I threw everything on her face.

Telling I hate her that much.

Wish she did not come back.

I just feel sorry for myself.

But my heart dictates me not.

Till I see her tears flowing,

She gave a letter and let me read it.

So then I stare it till it’s 4.

It tells me to read it now.

But my heart dictates me not.

But I remember how good she was.

So I open the letter and read it aloud.

Then she said sorry with her lipstick.

Feeling sad and blame myself truly

But my heart dictates me not.

I read the last words and it makes me cry.

She said she loves me but is it just a try?

So she said “Please come to my room baby”.

Just funny and sweet to think…

But my heart dictates me not.

I walk in to her room to say “I’m sorry Mom”.

Just surprise when I see her,

A poison at her side… YES!!!

She killed herself.

But my heart dictates me not.

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