You craved for a small gap,
You craved to escape from me.
For a small gap to be free from me.
But I was waiting,
Even though I had a gigantic hole,
Even though I had options.
I choosed you in million,
But you left a million times
And do you still expect me
to crave for you?
to care for you?
Do you expect?...
Please don't,
Because I won't...
Not anymore, not any longer
Now I'm waiting for none
Because the one, ''My'' one,
Is just beside me,
Who'd choose me in a million,
And a million times more...
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The Lost Chunk Of Myocardium
PoetryThe feeling all of us felt...but never expressed...just like the lost chunk of our heart muscles (Myocardium)
