We all share a common story
I too was “ghosted”,
In the fire of love
My heart was bitterly roasted
I tried my best to
Make it last,
And never make her guilty
Of her betrayal in past
I was being so cautious
With words and deeds,
I made sure I don’t hurt her
Even if my own heart bleeds
Everyday was an attempt
So as to please her,
So much that I never cared
My own light going far
Nights were anxious
And days passed in hope,
For a call or a message
I waited like a Dope
I doubted if my existence
Did had any worth,
Or I was lingering so that
I don’t feel any dearth
She kept ignoring
And I kept defending,
I am really happy, is what
I kept pretending
I questioned myself so much
That I realized I was wrong,
I was staking my life for someone
Who won’t come along
What I feared did happen
She left without warning,
Somehow I survived the night
And was smiling in the morning
It was tough I agree
It was tormenting like hell,
Heartbreaks aren’t planned
They come without warning bell
I don’t say love always hurts
It’s not always about pains,
It can be beautiful too but
Sometimes there are unexpected rains

Always and Forever
~THE ACCIDENTAL DEVELOPER
P.S- “Ghosting” refers the practice of ending a personal relationship with someone by suddenly and without explanation withdrawing from all communication.
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