you asked me,
“how you’re doing?”
while
pointing your gun on my head
when you
could’ve brought some flowers
and said the
same thing “you never felt like that”
i still
would’ve forgiven you thinking,
you are still
a kid figuring your feelings out
but you’re
still in utter disbelief of my love
that crossed
seas for you my love
now let me
tell you how i am doing
tell you,
“what your desertion brought me?”
summer went
by without ‘summer love’
and fall full
of depression
my eyes
rained blood
and fog covered
my whole world
with no place
to call home
About- This poem is about getting betrayed by someone you loved but they failed to acknowledge your love for them. It can be about a friend, a lover, based on how you relate to it.
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