The Last Time
I've fallen for you many times. Some moments were subtle Than most of the longing. This time was different. I fell in love with you. Tomorrow, marks three weeks. It would've marked eight months Of being together. Yet, you chose to be alone. Letting me feel more alone. Wishing you'd call me. Wishing you'd come back. It doesn't work like that, does it? I've always been the one Who loses the person I care for. Because of my naive mistake of trusting. Trusting people who don't Have the intention of loving me. I trusted you with my whole being. I placed you in MY equation, my life. It's been almost three weeks And I feel so alone. I keep staring at the pictures--the memories. Hoping you'd come down my street. Hoping you'd come back home. But you're not going to, are you? This is it? The "love" you claimed To have, disappeared. You didn't love me enough. Maybe you didn't love me at all. The t...