180319
it took me so long to realize that
i was never in love with him
it was more of an unrequited one
how foolish was it for me to think
that he was my home, my destiny,
whom my heart was beating for
i loved how his lies made my day
how his eyes resembled the stars
how his smiles put my pain away
how the thoughts of him kept me sane
did i not know
that this world was flooded with people
who can give me the same?
when it came to his heart,
it was never as sincere.
ever since the butterflies crept in,
i never knew how long they had stayed
they are caged for too long now
existing but living in vain
living but clinging to yesterdays
i guess they are getting sick
of the ecstasy that kept them alive
so i will let them go
set them free
or let them die
than to find a new home
or cure.
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Poetry/wɪʃfʊl θɪŋkə/ . of the unreachable dreams . "you don't understand me, you never do you never see words the way I always do now I will bombard you with words see if you will ever be lost for words" started : 180219 ended : 181205
