The fallen leaves of Mira
Trivial It Was For Him
Days and hours pass by,
While I sit with a lump in my stomach…
I close my eyes wondering what he is doing….
How could he be so inhuman?
I never thought I ‘d be the one to play the fool!
The comfort and the warmth of his arms had made me living under illusions
Was it really infatuation for him?
Was every single minute with him just petty?
I wonder then….