Another one cold and lonely night,
I hugged myself tight.
As I am staring on the bright stars,
I am also hoping that someday, someone will heal the scars;
That you caused on my heart,
You made a wound like an abstract art.
Some stars are shining.
Some are hiding.
Just like what I am doing,
Holding my tears from falling,
Hiding my shattered heart in the use smiling.
You are not Cecilia, but you keep my heart on breaking.
Pieces of my heart are scattered.
I am also tired.
They say follow your heart;
But hey, which one will I follow if my heart was broke in many pieces?
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Dear Pages: Compilation of Poems
Poesiaa compilation of metaphors, rhymes, and love.
