Last Gift

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It's already past eleven on the clock,and you're late once again
You're busy I know, I should simply not complain
But the thing is,I am sitting here alone in the house
Just waiting for you , trying to numb all the pain

And I remember,it was very different a few years back
On our first date,you in your mauve shirt  and me in my dress black
When you promised you'll love me your 'whole life '
You held me the entire night dancing on that ed Shereen track

But the 'life' you promised,was shorter than few years
The 'love' you claimed has already disappeared
And I still love you the same as I did that night
My heartbeat so fast and breath all weird

And you said you'll be there and give me your whole life
When you stood at that alter and called me your wife
So where are you now ,why aren't you here
Your every false promise, carving me like a knife

Three years ago, you said I was all you could see
When I came out of the kitchen holding your favourite tea
But was it the tea or I that you loved
Cause I've been searching in your eyes and there isn't even a hint of me

You said you like simple,so I gave up all the shiny garment
With that as the command, painted grey our whole apartment
You wanted a beautiful jewel like housewife always smiling
So I drank back all the tears and busied myself in styling

But,here I am sitting all alone
Waiting for your call staring at the phone
And I know you're busy with your new girlfriend
Beautiful memories in my mind ,all too long gone

And I am not angry, that you cheated
Not even upset the way you got me treated
You leaving me is a proof that you were never mine
But if love was a battle, consider me already defeated

And I can't accept it,can't say I am fine
Loving you was the only thing I learned in past years nine
Still hoping for a miracle,a ray of sunshine
that you'll come back and embrace this body of mine
Call me pathetic,needy a hopeless whine
But the truth is I still love you in a way so devine

I hate me so much that I can't bring my myself to hate you
Want to scream so bad why I had to date you
So once again I'll do my part and set you free
Isn't that's what I promised under that willow tree
So don't be sad seeing my body without life
It's my last gift to you, to a husband from his wife

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⏰ Última actualización: Mar 13, 2023 ⏰

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