Confession of Poems

tomorrow

i would beg
for the love i should care
beg it to stay
with this soulless heart
that been longing
for a purest start

the night changes
and the stars faded
when tomorrow comes
no one will know
the pain that hurts me
just like the poems
that i kept
just so i can breath

as if today was yesterday
and tomorrow who will never come
i question myself again
when will i be able
to tell him that
he was
my first love?