i might have made a promise
to be waiting and wanting.
and
i might have made a promise
to accept the come back, anytime.
i have to agree
that i have been such a fool.
to believe in uncertain chances.
to remain as angelic as the angels.
to care about others' feelings and
being so ignorant to mine.
i am ashamed to admit
up till this extend,
i still put others before me.
scared if i ever hurt their feelings.
fear of making them sad and dissappointed.
maybe i am a devoted worshiper to the love i have for you
still and always will
that i always feel responsible to your mess
and try to untie the tangles that others create
regardless what costs me.
as time passing by,
i learnt.
maybe now it is the time
let me put one too.
a full stop.
when the sky has no more tears.
the leaves will fall
when its stem gets rot and old.
this feeling stays true
let it be there, let it be a statue.
hush there...
a feeling to remember.
this feeling doesn’t want any chance
it wants you to keep on the run.
don’t come back
because
you can’t be faithful.
don’t give me another promise
because
you never keep one.
stop hurting me..
this is the ending.
you put a full stop.
it is a full stop.
it means, enough…
yours from the past,
nfhms.
p/s: *praying hard for your happiness*
