We Were Happy Together
A few lines on how things change
We were happy together, had each other despite all and everyone.
You forsook me when I needed you the most.
Now, the seconds tick slower than the hours.
Love yourself never felt more meaningless.
The gap you left in my empty heart has crystallised.
A spectacle you were to the heart, now you are only a trigger.
The reality that you’re better off without me and happier, too, is a painful truth to acknowledge.
I don’t move on easily.
I never had anyone. Only a person without friends knows the value of friendship and love. And when I love someone, I give them all of my self.
You broke me and left me to pick up my pieces. I will fix myself; I will heal.
I don’t hate you, no, quite the contrary; I still love you with all my heart. I love you with a thousand hearts. You were my best friend; we understood each other like we were each other.
The optimistic romantic that I am, I will never stop loving you. Though I know its futility.
A ship without sails I float around in a nebula. Directionless and windless.
What’s broken can be mended, or so I thought. I read the wrong signs and the signs wrong.
We are responsible for our own disappointment, I learnt the hard way.
So on I float, in my zombie-like existence looking forward to the past.
