[poetry] a little piece from the heart

twenty

I turned twenty that saturday night
awaiting for your call to emerge
just for me to receive 12 hours thereafter
of your drunk text

I lied to myself
"you were going to reach me out
at the end of my day,,
I literally had no idea how to behave
likewise had no clue how to carry on that day
when my friends' deliberate efforts
were pouring out of them into me

I should have valued
a thousand moments of bliss
but instead I cling to the one
who broke my heart—you—because
to me
you are the source of all of my joy

but that day
you affected me
you left a permanent damage on me

I should have been
at the top of the world
but your reckless words
and tense ego
knocked me down

is this the love
you have been wanting to prove?
is this the love
you promised would last long?