Look, you are already look at elsewhere
The distance between you and I
Getting farther and wider
We are no better than strangers
“You’ve been meeting someone else often lately.
You don’t even call me first anymore”
Love had withered.
There was no reason for ‘love’ to stay anymore, appearently
Love was coming and love was leaving
I was least expected, but it came with full force
‘Love’ didn’t look want to look back, ‘But, love better left or looked elsewhere.”
Only my heart knew the profanity I had been spilling out ever since that day, of your stupidity, of what you might have lost and would never get back again, “You frustrated me, and I should have pulled back way earlier. You are so stupid.”
Love, you didn’t look your age, so what if I knew you were nearly 30? Or you had been so desperate.
Because I never really cared about it.
Maybe you were far too young, or simply not the right person.
Or you might be the right person
At the wrong time.
Or didn’t mean to cross section
Love, now, looks elsewhere. Wander elsewhere. Weighing option elsewhere.
“And it is not me. Love might have lied.’
But love was a great pretender then.
“Fact has it, you leave.”
“I thought you wanted me to give up.”
Remembering your words, they are all silly lies
Love is going. Love is leaving