spring onion

looking at th message
it was though time has stopped
overstatement, you might say
but it so isn't true
stalling for time
or rather, my time
it stabs
stabs
stabs
and my blood drips

we cannot go back
nor can we go further
because the heart is smashed
into, smithereens
how i want to say
i miss you
i love you
i can't live without you!
these secrets
tsk
are they even considered as secrets?

and i can only
let God have all these pieces
of my heart
for He mends them
and i go on
without you
sadly.




such thick pride
as though you were so good
such harsh words
as though you were the king
when you arent both




i miss you so much
will you just come back
look at me
like what they claimed you did?