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I was unsure that night
how statements turned over into questions,
how beautifully we started having issues.

not a year before, i remember
we knew each other ,
we were in love maybe.

It was so soft and tender ,

then why did he stared at me
when i was trying to make him beleive,
the tears that got pooled,
didn't he care?
Where did all the promise fade away
so easily?
its so unfair.

Its night and I'm unsure
if we had strain in our faces,
the scar had died
but what about the bruise ,

I knew well we had trust issues

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