echos of your ego
is coming to my head
as if it's the type of song
that i'm looking for
and i can only imagine
the sound of my heart break
over your nonsense talks
and my unsaid words
the night that you let me feel
more low in my lowest times
and the worst part of it all
it's when i looked inside your eyes
and you deep down knew
that i can crawl back to you
but you let the knife stitched
into my heart
until it is scattered
and the pain of the flicker
of your smile it's all i have now .
YOU ARE READING
Dear You...
Poetryletters and feelings written in this book in the form of a blame or a little longing , feeling worried about a love story that didn't work and ended from the beginning hurt , but what hurts the most is waiting for someone that will never come back .
