Wednesday, March 23, 2022

It was never my love story


If we met in a time where everything is perfect
Before we were beaten, bruised and doubtful
A time where the hope are in our eyes
And our future are still in our hands
I may have gotten the ending I want
From the beginning to the conclusion
But looking at that world
The world we do end up together
I realized that I wouldn't be happy anyway
And it would only hurt more
Because I would convince myself happy
Months gave passed since my heart was shattered
But even past the thawing winter
It remains to be a barren desert
Every word you said still resonates in me 
Each memory aching from the last
So instead of holding on 
To every "what could have been"
And "what ifs"
Rather than hold onto this fantasy
I plant my feet on the ground
Grounded in the reality 
Where the possibility of us 
Is something fate never entertained

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