I may be wrong, but right
You may be right, but wrong
Life without you is like little heaven
Now growing fat and smart of the honey and milk
When you thought I gonna die of stress
Instead you were my only stress
Dear ex, one and only who left
This letter is for you
Not of thinking about you instead vomiting
You like hen's milk that never come true
More like tick that depends to be feed
You're my worst phenomenon I have ever faced
My first enemy I ever meet
Thanks you didn't break my spinal
Though my heart became into pieces because of you
It's a while since you heard from me
But the good thing is that, I'm still the same me
Though memories of heartache and deceit cover me
Memories of pain and hurt follow me
But I'm still strong than before.
I know you are waiting for me to breakdown so that I can contact you,
I know that you must be thinking that I'm miserable waiting for your attention
But you see
I'm not the person that used to beg you to stay
I'm the person who changed myself and admitted that I had to let it go
Have you found someone who calls you with own credit?
Do you remember when I used to call you late in the midnight?
Only to tell you that I can't sleep without getting a word from you?
That was just a simple indication that I wanted to be real
But for real, real and true
I only needed to fake your life.


© Judah Christo