Poetic Confessions

Broken Record

Every tears and words itched in my memory
Like a broken record of reality
Every pain is engraved deeply
Like your name in my heart incised strangely

Here I am coping with the pain
Staring blankly at my ceiling while it rains
How ironic it could be
I expected too much to thee

Our mem'ries keeps playing in my mind like forever
But there you are acting like a stranger
You will have your happily ever after
And i'll forever be a spinster