It doesn't matter , really .
It doesn't matter
who had fallen in love first.
It doesn't matter
who ever held your hand first.
Who was the first one to appreciate your eyes?
Who was the first one
who talked to you about
anime so many times?
Who was the first one
who saw you in
your darkest
times?
Who was the first one
who took courage
to say :
" I fell in love with you ."
It was all me, I was so stupid.
It was me.
It was me who risked my heart.
It was me who talked to you at
12 am.
It was me who shared my weakness to you.
It was me who loved you first.
It was me who had seen your soul before your face.
It was me.
It was I who loved
your
weaknesses
and listened to your
heart.
It was me , can't you see ?
But why it was
very easy for you
to choose her over me ?
Can you see me?
Can you even notice me ?
It doesn't matter really.
It doesn't matter
how much I love you.
Who was the first one ?
Is it me ?
Or her?
But I think I am the last ,
The last one
to realize
that I am
just getting
played
with .
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Words Left Unspoken
PoetryFeelings, emotions and thoughts running in my mind; imagining things would be fine. Love, hate, forgiveness and pain; are the perfect things to be found inside this book of words left unspoken. ------------- A copyright @pikachooseme All rights res...
