It felt right when it left my mouth.
Yet things fell apart, right before my eyes.
I was so lost in the moment,
now I'm caught up in the past.
Thought retelling of tale gives me perspective.
Though retelling with passion makes me passive.
I texted him sorries yet there's no reply.
So I texted stories to my friends and sigh.
I guess I'll never know how he felt.
Just like a ghost he just left.
Now I learnt my lesson instead of seeking closure.
Just gotta accept that everything is now over.
A few things I learnt from this ordeal.
Not to take things at face value and cling to it.
Not to think bad of others and sing it.
Not to act without thinking and wing it.