#WritcoPoemPrompt16

The pages of my old book,
Hold my memories of yesterday,
Every smile, every tear,
Every person who came my way...

The pages of my old book,
The ones I always unfold,
Remind of my past life,
The one I never forgot,
The memories were bitter others were sweeter…

The pages of my old book,
That I read and recall everday,
Most of it’s chapters were written filled with pain,
The characters in them weren’t even saints,
They claimed to be of good behaviour but rotten to the core.

The pages of my old book,
Talk about my own self,
The woman who was there rotting in vain,
The woman who valued herself more than the toxic relationship,
The woman whom society mistakenly called an infidel in marriage,
The woman who simply walked away ,because of the following reasons,

She didn’t want to “mother” you and have to teach you, how to be a man that she needs you to be in the relationship.
She didn’t want to put herself in a position where you might become aggressive or violent.
She didn’t want to give you the opportunity to talk her out of her decision,by always falsely promising to change if she gives you another chance.
For her,love wasn’t the only thing to keep a relationship alive.

The pages of my old book,
Say it all,
“Some people are meant to fall in love with eachother but not meant to be together”.
“For her , love wasn’t the only thing to keep a
relationship alive , it’s better that you too learn this lesson”.
“A relationship is not just about love”.

© SweetZz