I held your hand

So you stayed.

 

I was breathing 

So this love was not dead.

 

Each fake smile and

Every flattery smirk

Was not helping

Coz my love was not weak.

 

I was weak in your love

And poor in dignity

I was your nothing 

You were my almighty? 

 

Don't think I was unaware 

Of all your fake afair

I just thought my love 

Will turn your darkness into fair.

 

I was breathing I was living 

The days before you come.

Then why it's so difficult 

to reach the page once you turn?

 

Wished heaven in your heart

Got hell in your feet.

It was more than hate 

The you way you used to treat.

 

Was it my fault to....

love you even more? 

Coz I knew your heart was smaller...

than the tiniest sand of the shore.....

 

 

Dont worry about me guys it's just a poem not anything personal😉😉😉😉😉😉😉