This Time…
I felt the breeze that touched you and,
Came to me so cold this time…
You became so harsh with words,
That tore my heart this time…
My cloudy eyes shed tears and
It rained eternal this time…
This harsh reality of pain and dependable proclivity
Made me look like a fool this time…
© 2012 Pimmi Nag
Filed under: Despair, Love, Relationships
