The realization is like a slap to the face,
The accusations that I so wish were fake.
As my mom stood over my grave,
Ten years after my death.
The words she said would even frighten the dead.
"It was Johnny."
Johnny?
Did something go wrong?
"He was the one who lead you along..."
"He tricked you,
Then left you to drown on your own."
Then it hit me.
So the man that I loved,
And treated as my home.
Took me to the mountains,
Where the water flowed.
And left my fragile heart,
All on it's own.
I sank to the bottom just like my heart did,
And my eyes caught Johnny blending in with the forest.
So...
I guess love really can kill.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Dead Girl's Memoir
PuisiA man of his word, he seemed to be, if you had met him, I'm sure you'd agree. He'd strut through the room with his head held high, he'd smile at pretty ladies and simply just try. But trying was unnecessary with his looks, He was like the men from m...
