"I swear I have never done anything wrong behind your back",
You said it without any hesitation, not knowing it will leave a crack.
An invisible crack between us was what it was,
With you never understanding the cause.
"You never listen", "You're just overthinking", that's where your blame game starts,
It made me question, are we really sweethearts?
Just like in any romance movie, we were supposed to be lovers,
But what we finally truly discover,
Is how you play the victim, and me the murderer.
Eventually, I had enough of your lies,
Nothing of such that I should compromise.
Nonetheless, I thank you for slowly showing me your true colours,
Simply because I wouldn't want a love like ours, a painting that would discolour.
YOU ARE READING
J O U R N E Y
PoetryThe penning and planning of this title, 'Journey', began while I chose Literature as my elective in secondary school. To me, Literature is not just a subject. Personally, I am extremely passionate about exploring poems, poetry and proses. The hidden...
