As the flowers blossom
As the fireworks bloom
As the final day end.
As I watch the last fireworks display with you,
I noticed that your love is nothing but a hoax for the past 2 years.
My voice trembled as tears slowly pour down.
Our surroundings was as loud as the fireworks but I can surely hear my heart beating.
"..I'm sorry"
I looked down, afraid to see your response,
My heart kept throbbing from all neglect and misery.
A love that withered and never happened.
A one sided love of mine.
"...goodbye"
I passed with sorrow in my eyes,
The final parting, the final time I'll see you, the final day that I get to see fireworks.
Roses on my hands wilted as they fall on the streets.
Comments1
This very much made me cry, such beautiful words
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