When you were falling for me I did not catch you.
And now when I am falling you let me be.
Say, am I the only one regretting?
Or are you also hurting?
Was I arrogant? Or was I out of choices?
Leaving you is the right thing to do,
Yet why does it always feel so wrong?
Say, am I being punished?
Or am I being tested?
-what comes around goes around-
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Tales of A Libra
PoetryThe author wonders why most of the poems she has read are all about love. Will life be constantly surrounded by love? If yes, why she has not found one? However, suddenly there was a song, and a starry night, that inspired her to write. And follow h...
