XIII. The last talk
Everything is my fault,
I started it all,
Wasn't able to stop my heart
From taking this fall.
My feet cemented themselves to the ground,
All because of the shock of the unexpected visit you paid,
Seeing you standing there and just staring at me,
Made me go all crazy and mad.
My proposal was not some 'straight out of a' movie proposal,
I didn't propose to you by going down on my knee,
But my lower than normal whispering while confessing,
Gave away that any second now and I was ready to flee.
Do you know I lamented, I cried when you left?
I cried in the corner of my room,
I cried in my empty home,
Add my empty heart to that and you'll realize the definition of doom.
I was repeating "You have to come back, you can't leave me" over and over,
I was stuck between mumbling incoherent words and stuttering,
I don't think anyone else will ever be able to
Give my heart the same kind of fluttering.
Anguish, agony, wrecked, numb,
These are some intense words to be used,
But it was what I was exactly feeling,
After all, it shouldn't be less than this on being used.
I closed myself off,
My heart didn't,
Every night it made my tear ducts burst,
Your nonchalance, though clearly, gave my brain a hint.
Bad habits are good to leave,
So I left the habit of you being in my life,
Millions of pieces in which you broke my heart,
You as well have pierced it with a knife.
You still challenge me with your eyes,
Your face laced with that big and annoying grin,
Don't expect me to look at you like you gave me the world,
Because breaking a heart is no less than a God forbidden sin.
This time it isn't the leave I thought of taking before,
Nonetheless this is a leave,
I'll take your leave now,
I hope to find someone now who can bring me out of this painful grip.
No more I allow my heart to stray back to you,
Long ago, I stopped taking that walk,
I will never bother you again,
Consider this 'the last talk'.
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