It has been a year,
since the day when it all started,
the words you were saying,
I could still even hear.
Such memories seem redundant,
yet in my mind and soul,
they all seem so new, so vibrant.
Once, we were close, truly inseparable,
even your mother, our bond,
she said she couldn't even untangle.
Yet it's funny to know now,
that you're all for my eyes somehow.
Yes I could talk to you and do everything we used to do before,
but it never was the same,
and it will never be,
nothing more.
My friends left for all they said were true,
that my world only revolved around you.
You were blind even if you could see,
how much I cared,
that's all I'll ever be.
I'll rewind everything until there's nothing left,
until your decision of not choosing me could I accept.
I guess this is the life I could never leave behind,
perhaps I'll stay here and forever hit rewind.
(09/4/14 10:41 pm)
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شِعرIt was then she said: "Words fed, scathed, brought my soul together; and it would be preposterous if I'd get to feel all these sensations alone, so I am giving you a part of my suffering, a fragment of my universe, a debris of myself. Through these...
