The Poet Tries: Untold Love #Wattys2019

#11- Period

I don't know how to start this poem.

Probably because I'm lonely again,
And the sadness already consumed me;
To the point where I can't feel any emotion at all.
Or maybe because I want you to know how it feels to have a broken heart.

I'm here alone -again, in my dark world called bedroom.
Busy on writing pieces with no thoughts nor a plot.
I just feel like, I need to write and hold a pen,
Coz if I don't, I'll never have any chance again to tell you everything.

When I saw you the day before yesterday at the park,
I was about to walk in your direction and call you, yet
I know I don't have the courage to do that, so instead
I walk away and that's when your lover approach and showered you kisses.

To be honest, the reason why I don't know to start this poem if because,
I don't want to put an end on it, coz
I know the moment I put the period,
That's when love for you will perish.

But you know what, I realized that you're just like another guy.
Coz when the first time I told you about me and you, I know there'll be no us.
And now, I'll put the period on the end not because I want to forget you,
But because I want to start another poem with such emotions and healed heart.

//period//