This is for the one who keeps on breaking that someone special's heart only to find out he's breaking his heart too. This is for the unknown reasons, for the immaturity and childishness, and for the ones who feels it's already too late because it probably is.
Ahh, my favorite spot
The rooftop,
I can see the stars
From here
It's good to know
They still shine
Bright as her smile,
Quietly defining glisten misery.
I can't make out
The real reason why
I had to do what
I did
But I did it anyway.
I broke her,
I broke her anyway.
These constellations are really beautiful
And rare
Just like her
F*ck! I wish she knew,
But it's too late now
I broke her,
And I broke myself too.
What's the use of
Me sighing,
Crying in vain,
Or even staring
At the bluest sky
When I will never get to look
Straight into her eyes?
She trusted me
And I only fooled her.
I'm the biggest fool among all
Because I broke her,
And I broke myself.
She chose me
And I only left her.
I'm the biggest loser among all
Because I broke her,
And I broke myself.
YOU ARE READING
Life? Life.
PoesíaThis is for the lost times in where I found myself. [COMPLETE ✔️] • highest ranking #2 in Poetry - 01/09/17 for ratings and reviews: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/40609222-life-life
