I may say I have moved on,
But still that rose in my diary give me butterflies.
I may say that I have stopped loving you,
But still your memories make me cry.The song which used to be in loop, is no more in my playlist,
The dress you loved, is no more in my wardrobe.
But still my ears are waiting for you to sing that song,
My heart is still waiting for you, to tell me how adorable I looked in that dress.The streets still echoes our laughs,
The night still makes me count the stars.
The photo of ours still shine,
But behind this all, you are not mine.From finding ways to meet each other,
To not even looking at each other, it hurts.
From holding each other's hand in winters,
To being a stranger, it hurts.This 2 a.m. thoughts is making me insane,
I'm lying alone taking every pain.
I want to be free,
But a part of you is still in me!! A part of you is still in me!!!
YOU ARE READING
A little hurt
PoetryHere are some of my poetry collections! I hope you enjoy reading ♡