They say that love is blind,
But no one said that it robs one of their senses,
Staring at your true self from afar,
Like a fog cleared in my mind,
All the pieces slowly gathered to form the real picture,
Of what I thought would be my forever.
Forging an emotionless front,
As those who warned me off you,
Smirk knowingly as I passed as dejected,
Fighting off the maybes and what its,
Closing my tear-brimmed eyes,
As I wistfully think of how this would have turned off different.
In the end,I am not remorseful that I gave you a chance,
I do not regret all the memories we had together,
I am just sorry I had to end like this,
Turns out the person I thought you were was nothing but a flake,
I suppose fate pulled its strings,
And we became so discordant,
Nothing but strangers with memories.
Compiled by M