Have you given someone a character
In your story, only to realise
You were not even a part of theirs?
Have they been a chapter in your life?
A lesson for your love?
Only to realise you were invisible to them?
How does it feel, Dear Shattered Heart,
To be rejected time and again,
By different people and the same circumstances?
They say you keep repeating a pattern
Until you learn a lesson.
If this is a pattern, it's now become my way of life
I have embraced it with grace,
That I am this character in everyone's story
Who is never significant to mention.
Sometimes hidden away in embarrassment
Sometimes, snooze till they get hurt again
Most of the time, blissfully non-existent.
Do I not leave a mark? Do I not stir their hearts?
Who can say, if not they who claim,
"I forgot what it felt like with you."
And me? Naive, silly, romantic as I am.
I play every conversation in my head
Like a broken record that drowns my existence
In need of their validation.
© Suranya
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