You Are the Reason
You are the reason
why I read stories.
You’re a writer that I admire
and I’m your silent reader.
It all started when I read
that one story of yours,
it feels like you wrote about me.
But who am I to assume?
To tell you the truth,
I don’t usually read stories
but because of your writings...
I learned how to and love it.
I tried to confess to you,
I told my feelings towards you.
Gladly, you didn’t ignore me
and you allow me to prove my love.
Days and months have passed
when you said yes to me.
I feel so happy and blessed at that time.
Finally, you’re officially mine.
It’s been almost a year since that day,
now I’m writing a story.
To tell you the truth,
I learn to write because of you.
You are the reason
why I’m writing stories,
even poems with painful themes.
You broke my heart by leaving me.
You left me when he came,
the man that you really love.
You just used me
as your temporary happiness.
YOU ARE READING
Love and Pain
PoetryLove hurts, indeed. But it isn't love if there's no pain because you'll still experience pain while loving someone. If love hurts you continuously, then it isn't love anymore.
