Maybe it's hurt to see me like this.
Maybe it's killing you slowly.
When a few months ago you knew I was crying in the middle of the night when I burried my face into my pillow.
When a few months ago you saw me begging for your love,
When a few months ago, you treated me like a stray dog.
When you left a deep scar in my heart,
When you broke our promises,
When you stabbed me from behind,
When you left that red roses which I had given to you on your birthday to wilt in a black bin,
I realized that I shouldn't give a damn about you when you're never give a damn about me.
So, as time flies,
As seasons change,
I healed,
I combined all the pieces of my heart to be whole again,
And those pain taught me to be strong,
As I could smile again,
As I could walk past by you without even realized you were there standing at the sidewalk looking at me,
As I could sleep every night without letting your face to appear in my thoughts again,
As I slowly forgetting you and your sugar-coated words that used to make me smile all the way back home,
And those feelings faded till it's gone.
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Secret Love
PoetryPoems and quotes from deep inside my heart and words that I never said with my voices.
