She’s Beating Again

It was the first week of the month of love when I saw you.

I was terrified. I felt numb.

Frozen like snow.

I was blankly staring at you.

I don’t know why.

I don’t know how.

She was just beating, again.

Like a child who is very excited to get a present.

But sometimes, tragedy happens when you least expect it.

Your smile and the glow in your eyes,

They are not for me, sadly.

How I wish, they were for me but NO.

How I wish I was the one who is giving you that glow.

Still NO.

I guess you are better off without me.

You are better with that someone.

Silently, I will let you go.

Hoping, I could tell everything to you.

My mind is all mixed up.

Cannot think of the best way to tell you.

There is no best way I guess,

Because each way is too painful to bear.


See you, my almost.

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