Pink World Poetry

Heart Broken (4)

You're just a dream to me, but you'll be kept in my memory

I'll keep the old scenes, and forget the finally

You turned my dream to a night mare, when you answered my phone that day

But I thank God you did that, or I'll be waiting a liar

I know you didn't lie to me, and to go away you asked me

But I kept digging and dreaming, until I found you displeasing

I wished I gave up from the first thing, but I'm happy that I didn't

'Cause in that case I'll be thinking, of a person that is nothing

You killed yourself and turned to shit, while one day you were a saint

I know I shouldn't say that, but you gave me no way out

So I'm just gonna put you in my diary, as a happy one day memory

And forget you're still alive, and consider that you died

I wish you'll wake up one day, to save yourself but not for me.