A New Moon Night
The night was cold, so was my heart.
I couldn’t watch her go.
I yelled, I requested, I cried.
She just walked away.
I saw her disappear in the thick haze.
I stood there alone, feeling my body get numb.
My heart raced a thousand horses.
She was gone, leaving me with my failures, difficulties and loneliness.
Very soon I realized-fake were her promises to be there for me.
Fake was her love, and mine too deep.
She lost someone who truly loved her.
I lost someone who didn’t.
I felt as empty as the night sky without the moon.
Maybe that’s what I was meant to be, a new moon night.
Copyright © Rishika Singh | Year Posted 2016
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