Past Mistakes POEM

Past Mistakes

naitx

Dreaming, in a midst of a stormy night,
With blanket suppressing the coldness,
And with pillows to support the sadness.
Even in my deepest slumbers I am haunted.

Waking up in the morning, with dried tears.
Looking out in the window whispering,
“Am I still trapped in our short past?”
Never had I imagined that it will sadden me.

False hope of finding you again, seeing you.
Finally telling you that I still long for you.
I missed all the laughs and the cries you make.
And that I am still madly in love with you.

Breaking up, the most difficult they say,
I must disagree for every night is still a struggle
Every day is a long fought battle, it’s hard.
Will I attain such elusive peace and content?

I cannot say I can forget, never could I,
For every time I see you rest in other’s arms,
My spine shivers and my knees trembles.
I am breaking down before your very eyes.

I should have never let you go…