A/N - How funny ain't it! We are so in love with them, that we torture ourselves with every possible accusation. We forget that we are human. That we still deserve the love even though all the mistakes we make!

It's 7 am
he is on my mind
I call he picks up
So calm
His voice
It hurts
It Piercing
Says hello.
I listen.
His voice
Says hello again
His voice
Says hello louder
I end the call
Out of words
I said things
Now I can't
Take it back
I sigh
Tear escapes my
Eye.
I deserve it.
Cause I am the reason.
I am not jinxed
I am the jinx.

It's 9 am.
I get ready.
He loved this sweater.
The first time I went to his place.
I shake it off.
I tie my laces.
He used to tie it for me.
I walk
The sunlight
Does it hit him too?
It's chocolate day.
Yeah, cliche.
But he loved Bournville.
So do I.
I focus on my day.
I board the metro.
Is it him??!?
No, I am hallucinating.

It's 3 pm
I smoke.
It helps.
No
Not a bit.
But distracts surely.
We used to smoke together.
**shake off**

It's 6 pm.
My friends are gone.
I am staying late.
I call my sista.
Everything will be OK.
She bluffs me.
Says hang on.
Should I?
She says it might take time.
How much?
I sigh.
Things got a bit jinxed.
She tells.
I jinxed it.
I say underneath.

It's 3 am.
Can't sleep yet.
He is my mind.
I cry myself to sleep.
Where are you
I sigh.

A/N - Another poem from my old batches. AND OH MY GOODNESS GUYS...LOVE YOU FOR THE SUPPORT. I AM ON#2 dark poetry...WHOOPIES.