"I want you back but i'm now a past..."
—max
i
A letter from him came,
And now I felt the same pain,
I thought that Saturday's my rest,
But that day made me held
my chest.
How come this feeling's so lethal?
It's been years but I still kept
his journal,
Hugging his gift while
gazing the stars to settle,
Still hoping for his new arrival.
ii
How come I still felt
the sensation?
Still hoping that he felt the
same emotion,
I thought I alreadymoved on,
But my cries occurred when I saw
him in a dome.
He's now happy with somebody,
I should feel the same way
but felt astray,
I thought my feelings are gone,
But I sobbed when I saw them
having fun.
iii
I smiled at them,
pretending to be okay,
I held their hands
without any say,
I sighed, my tears are pooling
behind their way,
And told myself,
I am still okay.
Inside that letter is his farewell,
A letter in the past that was sealed,
I cried once more on my pillow
beside the reel,
And realized that our love
in the past is now a tale.
BINABASA MO ANG
Ignite The Unspoken
PoetryPUBLISHED under Chapters of Love Indie Publishing. - Half of A Hundred Poems She's voicing her thoughts through a pen, and expressing herself through this thing called poem. written by : Maxetispsych (former McCleoxx) Highest rank:1 (Photo Credits)
