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It will never be the same again
The sunsets I missed courting worry,
The sunrises I wished wouldn’t dawn in a hurry,
The rains that drenched me, but did not my soul touch,
The wounds that none could see, but still which hurt a little too much.
They say it’s a broken heart, but it pains all over,
Some cuts run so deep that they cease to be just that,
They begin to define who you are,
Remnants from a battle you fought, lost and were left with a lifetime of scars.
Scars that remind me, not every man in a shining armour is a knight,
This too shall pass just like the long winter nights,
And one day, everything will be quite alright.
I chose to accept an apology that never came,
To overlook the what-ifs and have nots that became,
A prick in my existence as I tried to rebuild and my life reclaim,
Forgive and forget and undo and tame,
The belief that I was in love, and that you too felt the same.
Sometimes on a quiet night I think about you, about us.
What was, what could be and what will never be.
How you changed how I would perceive the world thus,
Think a million times before I blindly trust,
Meeting you, falling in love and then falling out of it wasn’t in vain,
Try as I might, it will never be the same again.
© 2017 Kulsum Afia