Friday, 8 April 2016

-To the man who broke my heart-


I remember the days when we used to chat
And miss the times when you teased me to death.
It was actually dying but still breathing
For you had always made my heart pumping.

Remember the sudden appearances behind my back?
But failed to surprise me and say “oh heck!”
I miss your simple gestures just to make me smile
Like when you sat beside me and pinched my cheek.

I was too happy to even notice a change
And it was too late when I realized
You were not smiling or even gaze
And I was hoping you were just in disguise.

The heart who never ask for those things
Was like a puzzle I can’t complete
Like a glass shattered into pieces
How can I pick up without getting hurt?
You were neither my boyfriend nor a friend
You are to me I can’t comprehend.
And it puzzled me how you broke my heart
For you were a brother I never had.


*midnight thoughts*


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