The girl who seemed strong,
Eventually felt weak.
Words cut deeper than knifes,
She knew it but
He knew that more than her,
More than anyone,
Maybe because of the words
That were told behind his back.
As for her,
She knew it because
It was his words that broke her.
If only he knew the words
That she said behind his back..
One day,
She just felt tired and weak,
The fake smile was a signature
Of her being strong,
But then she just dropped the act,
She just packed her feelings
And left,
But before she left him a note saying
'Wonder not when I leave,
Still, wonder why I did it without a proper goodbye'
YOU ARE READING
My Other Side
PoetryI gathered all of my writings in here. The writing I wrote while everyone is sleeping. These writings are my other side. The other side that no one ever knew.
