What is the point in catching feelings,
When all it does is falling deeply in love with someone who does not.
Falling for him more,
No matter how much further he walks away.
What is the point of lying,
When all it does is breaks me apart,
For I cannot lie to myself,
The longing feeling grows,
Even when I said no to myself,
It just would not stop.
What is the point if I stop,
When all it does is making us more distant from each other,
The awkwardness lingers,
No matter how much I try,
It would not be the same anymore,
You are no longer the old you.
What is the point of being beautiful,
When I can no longer catch your attention,
The attention that I have been longing for,
Those eyes that once look at me with delight,
Does not exist anymore.
What is the point?
What is the?
What is?
What?
( November 2018)
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Slices Of Life
PoesíaAn original collection of stories, feelings and thoughts that lingers around us and turned into poems.
