PAST MIDNIGHT 🪞 Poem, by Nephophile(e), at My poetic side

You were my hero,

But now you’re just being a zero.

What happened to writing me page long messages,

When now you neither text me a Hi or even an alphabet.

Don’t stand aloof and chest up with ego.

It was a mistake, I agree, let it go..

I know it tore down your feelings and sentiments,

When I said we could just be friends.

I miss your stupid political talks,

and your melodious guitar songs.

I wish you could make me those choco brownies,

Through the phone, you always made hungry.

I could talk about all that you’ve done for me like this forever..

But will it matter?

I wonder what you must be doing on the other side?

Do you suddenly remember me like this past midnight?

Comments +

EmotionsOnwhitepaper May 2nd, 2022 04:13
Woah...u really put your thoughts very clearly... I wish he comes back to u
L. B. Mek May 2nd, 2022 05:19
hope these words, let you heal
even if a little
I can see by favouriting yourself
how intimate
this write was for you, thank you!
for choosing to share

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PAST MIDNIGHT 🪞