You
Once I fell, when I fell for you
And my lit was all about you
I failed on you when I lost you
Then my lit, you brought it with you
I beg you, Please give it back
Neither your heart nor your love
Just give me back my lit, my self
I have nothing, even “I” I can’t utter
You left me not broke ‘coz not a piece remains
The day you went, the days also went away
My heart searched for a picture, or a word or two
But Oh, all of the memories are so fold too
I desire to reminisce, not a hug nor kiss
Just a hint for I dream to proceed to my lit
May be when I have you in my mind, I may regain “I”
But No, it was still a wind, a burdened sigh
Just a thought of you makes me feel so unwise
When I feel for you, I think I better die
This is it –when love and hate collide
They offset, and the person is but doomed at once
The lit I had was not my lit at all
It was ours, it was all yours
You flew and you have it, don’t you?
Please be back, my “I” and my lit are you.
Copyright © Ida Otayde | Year Posted 2014
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