You Poem by Anitah Muwanguzi
You
Words are daggers in your hands
So I ask no questions
Still. 'Did you ever love me? No don't answer that.'
Every dawn a mockery to my hopes
But you were my best friend
Memories of you are thorns in my skin
so skin I rip off
sleep an illusion.
I keep it all inside, it's all I can do.
The circus revolves, and revolves all over again
It's just, each time feels like a first.
can understand the pain of losing a good friend, how they once used to be our best friend, and now they have changed - really clueless as to why does this happen for no reason - but one thing I would like to say is If you feel you are avoided by someone, never disturb them again. Sometimes silence is better understood than words.
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5/8/2024 11:53:36 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Yes Kavya. Silence is golden it is said.