You meant a lot to me,
Even if I wasn't a bit to you.
You were the person I desired,
Even if I wasn't whom you admired.
You were the person I wanted to spend time with,
Even if you weren't a friend in need.
I dreamt of you all the nights,
Knowing that you can never be mine.
I wrote poems on us,
Knowing that it was just you and me.
I celebrated on your every success
Even if I wasn't the reason behind it.
But what did I get for doing all this ??
Except :
Your harsh comments on the way I look
Your harsh comments on the way I walk
Your harsh comments on the way I talk
And all those names that you use just to mock at me.
And after all this things you came to say a 'sorry'
Because i heard you saying those things
And not because you said those things.
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It Hurts Because It Used To Matter
شِعرA collection of poems which you can relate if someone used to matter in your life. It exhibits the most painful feeling of "heart break ". It hurts because it used to matter but does it matter anymore?? Read the poems to find it out..... #134 in p...
