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Silent Wish

Silent Wish

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WpMetadataReadComplete Mon, Aug 1, 2016<5 mins
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Poetry
I chose to let go the person who loved me the most The guy who will give me the world, the moon and the stars I left the guy who is willing to stay in the corner and run to me whenever I need him I shove the guy who patiently waiting.. Still waiting I moved forward and didn't see him following me Mimicking every step I made with glee Waiting.. Still waiting for me to look back But I didn't He choose to watch me silently Praying for me to notice him again patiently I choose to move forward and never look back And did not see him fading and loose my track I hurt myself and called for help But no one came, no one ran, I'm all by myself Now I look back but no one's there Now I'm looking for him everywhere I choose to let go and move forward Leaving him as my past and let it be my past But regrets and realization are always at the end How I wish to looked back and see you again
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"This is killing you.." He looks at me with sadness in his eyes. "You do know this, right?" Looking out into the night sky, I looked at the stars above that were millions of years away. I slowly nodded, holding onto the cup in my hands. "I think... the moment I saw her.. a part of me was already gone." . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . There are beautiful things in this world. There are terrible things in this world. But one thing that's always stuck in the middle of it all is love. Because love is Suicidal in the most beautiful way.

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