I picked up my pen,
To write all of the things i had been through,
I will meet my dark side in this journey i never knew.
There are alot of people Who supported me at the starting,
But as things goes on there were only few.
I wrote all the pains suffering inside me,
When someone asked me about love,
I always drew you.
I wish i can attach your heart with mine,
I wished i had that glue.
You walked away from me,
And i flew away from you.
I was temporary in your life,
Maybe like a flu.
Maybe you don't need me now,
I know you found someone new.
It's right time to forget our memories and forget you too.
If still my poems sounds about you,
Then tell me what should i do?
Some feelings left me and some feelings left due.
© DemonKing