I want to kill myself in a most beautiful way
Every time I wake up, I die, again and again
Was loving you meant to end this way?
Or am I just foolish, not letting go of what was never been mine?

I thought it’s over but like a trauma, one glimpse from the past
All the sandcastle walls I built were meant to be broken down
How can I be so hard to myself, like every part of me deserves to be torn apart?
How can I do and not do something; and just regret and eventually drown?


What is wrong with me? Is there a way out of this?
Why can’t I let go, even though I’m so tired of feeling this pain?
Where did it go wrong to cause rushed beginnings and a rushed ending?
I’m at fault, maybe that’s why this feeling won’t subdue, a karma at least.


It’s the best choice that you’ve left me—I am nothing, I’m a lost cause
Maybe I have not loved you enough, and was more in love at the thought of having you
I do not deserve you, for maybe I am not meant for love; I hope this is not true
And if in a perfect world, a chance found once again, it is you, that I would never ever dare to lose.
© MelancholicGucciBoy