Job Welime

Heartbreak.

I can\'t believe that the memories we happily made would be the ones breaking us today,

I can\'t believe that `I\'m fine\' now reads like bullshit, the kind I use in a weak attempt to protect me,

Look at the stars, intoxicated with the sins of the sun,

Look at the moon drunk!!!

All these sadness in the sky makes me wonder,, why couldn\'t the universe give `us\' the only thing that we knew to be happiness for us?

I live in your shadows choking on your darkness and never finding your stars,

I thought death might be terrible, but the life where I don\'t get to see you is somehow more worse,

All things are as disorderly a way only the devil could have arranged,

I\'m living in the saddest,heart-wrenching poetries of my life,

Daily I\'m having grief for dinner and before the first bite it usually asks me, how would you want to swallow me?

If only we held each other tight, like the way we held onto our egos, maybe today I wouldn\'t be smiling at the wrong side of my face.