Please don't tell me, it's a lie.
lie, that you have been spinning.
'Cause I have seen it in your eyes.
Eyes, which were not slurring.
And now, all I wanna do is cry.
Cry, because it was so perfect in the beginning.
Willingly, I touched our fated sky.
Sky, so dark but our stars were glimmering.
Maybe, it's not hard to die.
Die, as hell I have been living.
'Cause, when you left me dry,
My heart couldn't help but ask, "why"?
Copyright © Suhana Wasim | Year Posted 2019
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