Gift

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Gift
I sat alone in my room
Beside the window
Cool evening breeze hitting my face
Staring at the horizon
Reminiscing past few days,years
The changes.
Infront of me lies the gifts.
The gifts that i got once
And the things he forgot to take.
Cherishing the old memories.
A pinch was felt inside my chest
A thought consumed my happy moment
Hurt was all over the room
Questions started rising
What happened to the gifts i gave him?
And the truth hit me hard
He gave them to others.
I thought gifts were meant to be special
For him and for me.
I thought it was another type of token
Of love, our memories.
Gifts don't need to be expensive
Is what i thought.
But hell i was proven wrong.
A sad smile lingered on my lips,
As disappointment filled my heart.
Life and love was cruel
But your actions were worse.
A hand grabbed my heart
And squeezed it hard,
As a tear escaped my eyes
And a scream tried to escape my lips.
But i am not weak
I held on to my voice and wiped my tears.
As i turned my heart into stone
And erased all the memories the gifts hold.
I won't be showing my feelings
I won't be showing how hurt I was.
I would just plaster a smile on my face
A smile which doesn't reach my eyes.
And all the love locked inside the stone called heart,
Just like the gift that are locked in some corner of my wardrobe.

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