Wednesday, April 1, 2015

It is now April.
The month which I thought will never come.
They say April I will have a chance.
Either he comes back, or someone else comes.
But why do I feel as if both also will not be true?

It has been 3 months.
So fast and a quarter's gone.
Everyday I feel so empty.
Everyday I go to sleep and wake thinking of him.
Everyday I look around, hoping for a miracle.

It is all too late.
Everyday I want to call him.
Everyday, I crave for a contact.
Everyday, I tell myself he's gone.

Is this how it ends?
Just like that?
I no longer know what lies ahead
I feel so tired.
Everyday I hope for a miracle.

I'm no longer young.
Relationships & love seem impossible.
I thought we've made it.
As you said, I believed in you.
I thought you meant what you said.
Since when does it get complicate?
What went wrong?
Why, do you let go?