Warning Explicit words…

Fuck you she trusted you more than she trusted anyone.
Entrust her heart to you even she knew you’re messing around.
Fuck you she changed because you broke her into pieces
Leaving her to pick even the tiniest piece that could complete her again
Fuck you she shed all her tears every night for a useless man like you
Fuck you for telling the world that it was her expectations that hurt her.
The reason you try to find for all your bullshit, fuck you.

Summary of me and you but nothing true..

It was over before it started….

When we started, you looked me in the eye and said you liked me..

I was amazed of how upfront you can be, you kissed my lips and called me “mine”

That was fast for day one….

I felt joy and I fell for you, only to find out I was a game for you..

That day I dared to have fun and we met new friends, without realizing you met another girl to play with..

I was blinded and I still loved you, even when you said, let’s take this slow..

But the reality is you were with your other girls..

I believed in you and ignored the signs, even when friends tell me that I am such a fool..

You continued to play around as my broken heart sharpened its’ edge..

I finally had enough as I caught you in the act..

You told me you love me and that you will not give me up..

Like a stupid fool, I believed in your meaningless words..

Time tested you and sorrow came, I died wanting to comfort you but you pushed me away..

I finally felt, I never mattered so I cut ties with you and ended up a heartless bitch..

I ran after you and tried to get you back but it seemed like this was your plan..

Lonely days came for you and you come to me only to shoo me away when you’re done using me..

But not even a single apology came of how you played my heart like a trash..

Tell me how can I get over from something that was over before it started?

Heartbeat

Im somewhere in between, not happy but not sad
I feel my heartbeat beating uneasily
It’s not hurt or pain
Not excitement or bliss
But it’s alive..
It beats because it wants to survive…

Canvas

Dreams and death are the same. It fades slowly when you wake up and eventually forgotten. It leads to endless nights just like a blank canvas.

Maybe just maybe that’s why we need to color our life as much as we can while we are still living in reality…

Deluded

He promised her sunshine, she got soaked in the rain.

He said everything is going to be fine and now she builds wall around her heart against the pain.