My Letter Verse 2 Poem by jatin lachhwani

Dear, how could you this to me
I am crying can’t you see
Sorry you are not here
I will send a video there
Near my door I am waiting for your knock
I am passing my time by staring at the clock
Now I can’t wait it had been so long
With me, you are doing so wrong.
Without you I can’t carry on.
And here I am getting all alone.
Now I realize you don’t care
Your heart is black but however from outside you are fair
Now according to me you are worst
And now you have burnt my trust
Even without you I would get rust
But I would forget that previous lust
Now like an American singer
I will just show you my middle finger.