u n a b l e
day by day,
raindrops fell
on the city of love.
day by day,
how I wish those
raindrops could go on.
day by day,
raindrops reminded me
of how it felt to be crushed,
of how it felt to plummeted
down the pavement,
with the pain
coming unnoticed
by everyone else.
day by day,
how I wish
you were those raindrops,
easing away the pain,
serving as a reminder
that i wasn't the only one.
day by the day,
how I wish you were here
to witness the downpour of rain.
you don't have to sit near me,
all you have to do is walk in that door.
day by the day,
how I wish when the sun shines,
you'd be there on the other side of the room.
day by day,
I kept wishing
I'd see you again.
day by the day,
all those myriad of hopes and wishes
but nothing has ever changed.
day by day,
I felt the pulsating of my heart
in my chest, reminding me
how much I've loved
and all the things I have lost.
day by day,
I told myself I wouldn't
wait for you,
but aren't all things
proven to be difficult,
when it came to
straying away from you?
day by the day,
I was reminded
of the many things
that could've happened
between me and you.
day by day,
I ' m s t i l l h e r e,
wishing you'd at least show up,
wishing you'd at least acknowledge
what I've done for you
and what I'll always do for you.
little did you know
how being an inch away from heartbreak hurts,
how it felt for a heart
to slowly be torn to slivers.
how it felt to be reminded of you,
of what can never be.
how it felt to actually endure
tormenting hours of waiting,
waiting and waiting
with thoughts of deception
with thoughts that tell me,
you would come through,
but only to be debunked
because you never entered that door,
because you had forgotten about me
and took all your time with her.
it doesn't matter if she caused you pain,
it doesn't matter if she wasn't there for you.
all that matters about her is that
she was not me.
in your eyes,
she was better.
with all these imaginations,
that were firmly etched
in the very fibre of my being,
I realised that depicting something
so far from my fingertips,
depicting something that
had never been on the horizon,
took a lot of time believing,
took a lot of time sculpting.
for it was something
that could never be
and something
we could never become.
I've been waiting for too long.
can you just care to spare me,
even just a second glance?
even just a double take?
because for all i know,
you'd been wishing the same from her.
r.a.
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The Unsaid
Poetry❝u n s a i d were his feelings. walls around him, not even by a machete be broken. uncertainty descends on me, making me think I was nothing but forgotten.❞ she would spent everyday in the same cafe they met, only hoping to come across him, while h...
