Posted in Love, Poetry, Uncategorized


We used to make happy and sad memories
Leaving behind the hurting words that they said
It’s like you and me without the effect of misery
Not knowing that this will end up hurriedly.
Why is it that they hated me
What have i done to affect their destiny
Is it me who make them live in calvary
Or they themselves who cannot accept their defeat with sincerity.
I know i’ve done all the goodness
But how come is it that they see me as a mess
Aren’t they human who can’t be hurt
Like what they are doing to me as depressed.
I know all the things has its own end
Like leaving someone you love ’til the end
Even if it hurts i’ll just try to pretend
That these memories are part of a dream.


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