I dreamt of holding you tight last night.
As if I was on a crazy fight.
But when I saw you holding another ,
I unexpectedly become sober.
Suddenly i woke up in despair.
For I know that you will never care.
And to myself, I even lied,
Crying because I also denied.
Admitting the pain is also hurtful,
Yet denial is even worse.
But my heart keeps on crying,
So I always end up denying.
Oh when can I break free,
form this feeling that's killing me.
I have been trapped for a long time,
And until now, I can't call you mine.
Coming from the bottom of my heart,
I wrote this poem trying to do my part.
It is composed of my kept heart's stain.,
Just to endure the long hidden pain.
While writing this stupidity,
My heart kept the solemnity.
For I still keeps on praying,
That the solitude starts going.
I'm not the "enid" you used to know.
I guess now my weaknesses won't show.
And now that I'm left behind so badly,
Don't be surprised if I'd move on easily.
Let me hold your hands for one last time.
And hug you for just a little while.
Though I'm not the one inside your heart,
Please let a new life come out.
