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After six months he asked me “how I’m doing” I replied “fine” turning quickly the pages to hide the poetry my tears have written. 

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First and Last Kiss! 

Evening,

Hugs, 
Kiss, 

More kisses, 

Deep kisses, 

Drunk, 

Drunk kisses. 

Midnight, 

Argue, 

Fight, 

More drinks, 

More drunken arguments. 

Car, 

Roaring engine, 

Breaks, 

Bridge, 

Silent sobs, 

Crash. 

And a terrible end of to-be-the-best-day-of-my-fucking-life. 

Can’t go Back

And now when I’m trying to forget everything, when I’m trying to move on you text me again. You want to be good like all those times. You showing me poems, you showing me stories. You telling me what all has happened in your home, with your dog when I wasn’t there. 

I don’t want to be there again. I have no tears left to shed. I don’t know how to tell you this. But I hope you take the hint from my face and block me from your life again. 

Will you ever come back? 

If I cry for you

Will you come back? 

If I promise to be your slave 

Will you come back? 

I can’t get over you

I guess I will never. 

My love was true for you

But you were there to enjoy. 

He’s Gone! 

“You are full of attitude”

“You are a cheater” he shouted. 

“No I’m not. Please don’t go. Please. I’m not cheater” I cried. 

“I thought you deserve more, but I was wrong”

I sobbed sitting on the floor. 

“I’m deleting everything. I’m deleting your pictures. And I’m gonna block you from my life”

And with that he left. I heard the door and his car was gone. He was gone. 

And left me on the floor crying my heart out. I don’t know what I’m gonna do now. I don’t know whom I’m gonna talk. I’m not even sure whether I want to see sunrise tomorrow. I’m done.

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