Withered Poetry

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Letting you go was not my intention,
but then, you actions caught my attention,
I swear, I love you so much,
but your treatment told me to
loosen my clutch.

My idiotic heart wanted to hold on;
my brain wanted to move on,
I was stuck in between,
not knowing where would I lean.

So,

I stayed for so long because I loved you,
even though it hurts to see you being happy with other women,
my heart was broken and by myself, I started to sew,
I mended my own heart as you kept it broken.

Slowly, as time passed by, I slowly realized,
our relationship is not the one I fantasized;
it's not the same relationship in the begginning,
you've changed, and that led me to the ending.

You've pushed me to my limits,
I loved you, baby,
but I got tired of your shits,
so I started to love me.

Finally, I chose to follow my brain,
my love for you started to wane;
I prioritized myself, especially my peace,
so I forced myself to leave you and dump our memories.

Now, I may not be healed fully,
but I know I'll do so someday;
I know we'll meet again, baby,
and I know I'll leave right after a
'hey'.