This poem I wrote during my first and the most painful breakup. Break-up times are the worst, you don't want to think about them but still they are the one you miss the most.
Those were the toughest days of my life, and all I can now remember is pain through which I went.
Those were the toughest days of my life, and all I can now remember is pain through which I went.
What I’ve done to my life?I always sit with a knife.
Sometimes I cry, Sometimes I weep,
Sometimes I just think about him.
Sometimes I just think about him.
I do all sorts of things which are bad,
But then it makes me feel sad.
But then it makes me feel sad.
Still remember the days when he was with me,
But can’t understand why he left me.
But can’t understand why he left me.
I am all alone in this land,
Can’t he give me his hand ??
Can’t he give me his hand ??
My every action reminds me what he used to say,
But it also reminds me, he has gone away.
But it also reminds me, he has gone away.
I remember his laugh… His grace,
And the dimples on his face.
And the dimples on his face.
Friends say, I am stupid to cry for him.
But what do I do when I miss him??
But what do I do when I miss him??
I reminisce the day when he held me tight,
But now I am lonely tonight.
But now I am lonely tonight.
I remember the way he used to talk,
And the way he used to walk.
And the way he used to walk.
I remember the phone calls which were so long,
Can’t understand how everything went wrong.
Can’t understand how everything went wrong.
I remember the way he expressed his love,
And expected me to say three words.
And expected me to say three words.
I remember the time that runs so fast,
The love that moves its past.
The love that moves its past.
He said he will leave me never,
Now I think he is gone forever.
Now I think he is gone forever.
