a chapter of u
There are so many questions I would like to ask you Questions that I never thought would still be unanswered all this time
Did you ever like me? Did you ever see yourself loving me? Did you even try to consider being with me? Do you still think of what could have been? Am I that difficult to love?
And the list goes on…
But on top of it all, I want to look in your eyes and ask you, “of all the things I mentioned that you could have done, why did you do what you did?”
Because who would have thought that months after, I am still trying to move on from you, To get over from everything we have been and everything you have made me feel? The truth is, it was the happiest I have been in years and I wouldn’t mind feeling it over and over again
It may not have meant anything to you But to me, it means the world and a lot more I may be just one of the hundred girls you have brought to your heavens But to me, you’re the only one who made me feel like I’m on the top of the world, out of hundred guys who made me feel like hell Whatever we had may just be a phrase that has existed somewhere in the middle of a thousand pages of your book But to me, you are a whole chapter that brings so much smiles on my lips and so much butterflies in my stomach.
Weird enough, I am not a good writer Not someone who can easily express my thoughts either But when you broke my heart, I have found myself writing more And without even noticing it, I have written enough of a chapter that will always remind me of what we were A chapter beautiful enough to be my favorite And maybe, just maybe, that’s the reason why I am still stuck Because of the uncertainty of what happens in the next chapters, I choose to read the one that makes my heart beat and stop at once, again and again And will continue to do so, until it’s ready to beat for another time and to go onto the next ones