I hate myself for not showing you,
Who I actually am,
I hate myself for not telling,
What the hidden truth was.Now, all I do is regret,
Upon what I did or what I could do,
I don't trust myself anymore,
I don't trust my decisions anymore.I am scared of what might happen in future,
I have now become a coward,
I am not able to live the present,
Only because I am still stuck in the past.I wanted some answers from the past,
Which I certainly can't find,
I am not someone I wanted myself to be,
I am totally different from what you believed me to be.False were the promises that I made,
False were the hopes that I gave,I was no one more than an imagination,
Towards which you seemed to have great fascination.I am sorry I shattered you into pieces,
Which I won't be able to join,
I hope you won't stay broken,
Because I won't stay any longer,
I have a life and you have one too,
I hope you'll remember that I have always loved you.Limits was from where my journey began,
And that's where I'd probably end.
I'm sorry that our love story,
Had it's The End.*****************************************
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absquatulate [𝓟𝓸𝓮𝓽𝓻𝔂]
Poetry[ 4th Place Winner Of The Poetry Awards 2020] absquatulate leave abruptly without saying goodbye. I write to calm myself, I write for those who believe poetry can explain them and their feelings, I write for those who find their other half in poetry.