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Too Much Was Authentically Congested.
all started fairly right.
next to it was the though of having “what if’s”
never did i listen to myself because i purely believed in what my heart sees.
everything is too much.
thinking’ this will all last,
hoping everyday will always be alright.
deciding on how to be perfect was our idea.
but then it was only your idea but for me, it was a promise.
happiness is what i have seen for every month we had.
all those memories we’ve shared seems to be extinguished now.
holding hands, sweet kisses, lovely gifts
these things that made me captivated to you.
but suddenly, everything collided into pieces,
which made me guilty of having you.
me being too generous and you being abusive.
sometimes, it takes time to listen.
it may hurt you a lot but the most important thing is
to give up, when things begin to fall apart.
for Jesselle Anne de Luna -
