You look at her
And in your eyes
I see, a lot of,
Admiration, affection,
Like, perhaps love,
Whenever you look at her.
I know I'm not supposed to,
But I feel, a lot of,
Pain, longing, Unworthiness
Like, perhaps betrayed..
Whenever you look at her.
Her and me are almost similar
But you are attracted to her,
I don't know why.
Maybe it's just the fact that-
You can't have her.
At least,
Not when your tied to me,
In a so called “holy knot”.
So I chose self-respect
And your happiness..
I'm walking away.
But get in your brain
That once I'm gone, I'm gone.
I won't be looking back
Not even to my heart, which
Is with you and always will be.
- borntowinash
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Everlasting
Poetry"Only moths can understand the pleasure of burning in the flame" (Started:- 24 - January - 2019) (Completed:- 22 - March - 2019)
