"Am I really the girl who always used to being left?"
—max
i
There's no permanent,
But I just can't help it,
Sorrow inflicts every time they leave,
And grief is there when they flee.
Why can't I let them stay?
Am I not worth the stake?
I don't wanna be attached,
Coz in the end, they'll only end up
vanish.
ii
It hurts watching them leave,
Bidding goodbye
and walking distant,
Pain is what they always give,
But I'll just accept
coz in life,
there's no constant...
Thinking from the
memories of the past,
And the present
which they last,
I'll end up tearing apart,
'Coz I know,
I can't turn it back.
iii
In the end
I'll just smile peacefully,
still hoping for them
to run towards me,
But then again,
I'll just shed bitterly,
'Coz they are now only
an imagery.
...
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)
